tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338Tue, 13 Mar 2018 05:16:24 +0000InternationalPersonal FictionPopular PostsAwesomeHilariousPoliticsFantabulousSuperbTips and AdviceReligionPictorialStoryMoviesPoemTop Dance NumbersFuturisticCampingScienceNarendra ModiOriginal VideoBal ThackerayCricketMythologyThackerayDiwaliManmohan SinghQuizBarack ObamaHoliMysterySarah PalinVarun GandhiThe Grist MillBRING YOUR OWN GRAINhttp://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (Giribala)Blogger198125TheGristMillhttps://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-2665417607318362384Fri, 06 Feb 2015 14:55:00 +00002016-04-07T08:26:50.110-04:00Tips and AdviceI Am So Very Very Proud!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Like so many things in life, majority of our emotions are not under our control. Sometimes we feel sad and depressed for some reason or without any reason. However hard we try, we are not able to lift the pall and become happy. At other times, when we badly want to feel sad to empathize with a friend or a relative at his misfortune, it is mighty difficult to extinguish the spark of joy in the heart.<br /><br />Which reminds me of Mirza Ghalib's description of love as an <i>aatish</i> or firework which cannot be ignited or extinguished at will. Similarly, it is extremely difficult to be pleased with someone with whom you are angry or disgusted, unless, of course, you are a hardcore politician. And how can you be angry at your loved ones? When parents learn that their progeny has been involved in a homicide or a sex crime, the first instinct of the indulging parents is to hide and protect their vulnerable child from the big bad world.<br /><br /><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5XSIplpv2fw/VNQC-w3oAkI/AAAAAAAAIhI/qWUumnfX_wA/s1600/I%2Bam%2Bso%2Bproud%2Bof%2Bme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5XSIplpv2fw/VNQC-w3oAkI/AAAAAAAAIhI/qWUumnfX_wA/s1600/I%2Bam%2Bso%2Bproud%2Bof%2Bme.jpg" height="200" width="154" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">(Picture from Google images,<br />couldn't find primary source)</td></tr></tbody></table>So in this ungrateful life full of uncontrollable and unpredictable emotions, there is this unique emotion that you can always conjure up at your command, which, I am so very very proud to enunciate, is pride! When you are depressed, you can take pride in the fact that you are coping well enough with it. Or when your friend is facing hardships, despite the spark in your heart, you can always proclaim how proud you are at his or her equanimity. You certainly will be proud of either yourself, or your beloved, or both when you are in love. A son committing sex crime is always a matter of pride, so is a daughter who never raises her voice.<br /><br />On one hand, you can be proud of the achievements that result from hard work, on the other hand, you can also be proud of the milestones, which everyone crosses naturally when the earth completes its journey around the sun, such as birthdays, marriage anniversaries, babies' first steps, their first cusswords, completion of potty training etc. etc. And if you want to think beyond the petty issues of your family, and contemplate on the weighty issues of the outside world, you can always be proud of your country, your race, your caste, your language, your culture, etc. etc.-- exalted subjects that will balloon your heart to its utmost capacity at absolutely no cost or hard work.<br /><br />Besides all the reasons mentioned above, you can also be proud of your mortal body and its constituent parts, wholesome or unwholesome, such as, hair or lack of it, perfect vision or impaired vision, six-pack or a potbelly, fingers--dextrous or clumsy. The list is unending, which gives us joy, satisfaction, and several opportunities to celebrate this sublime emotion of pride anywhere, everywhere, anytime or all the time.<br /><br />Never mind Mark Twain's ramblings, such as, "Human pride is not worthwhile; there is always something lying in wait to take the wind out of it." To which my answer is, "There is always something worthwhile that can fill our heads with hot air."</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/2hKBVx_PVyM" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/2hKBVx_PVyM/i-am-so-very-very-proud.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)13http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2015/02/i-am-so-very-very-proud.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-5708589762682242606Mon, 29 Dec 2014 18:07:00 +00002015-02-06T09:56:18.103-05:00Popular PostsTop Dance NumbersTop Bollywood Dance Numbers Of 2014<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d4l7ytVDr2Q/VKC7fIZIu4I/AAAAAAAAIf8/2Qcp_kuVEK8/s1600/gunday_movie_wallpapers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d4l7ytVDr2Q/VKC7fIZIu4I/AAAAAAAAIf8/2Qcp_kuVEK8/s1600/gunday_movie_wallpapers.jpg" height="180" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A still from movie <i>Gunday</i></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b>1. Tune Mari Entry from <i>Gunday,&nbsp;</i>featuring Priyanka Chopda, Arjun Kapoor and Ranveer Singh:</b></div><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/-8SlOkUAW-4?list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" width="560"></iframe><br /><br /><a name='more'></a><br /><br /><b>2. London Thumakda from <i>Queen,</i> featuring Kangana Ranaut:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/yb4oCde7Zqs?list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" width="560"></iframe><br /><br /><b>3. Baby Doll from <i>Ragini MMS 2,</i> featuring Sunny Leone:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/kShTN0Jz6Jg?list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" width="560"></iframe><br /><br /><b>4. Saturday Saturday from <i>Humpty Sharma ki Dulhaniya,</i> featuring Alia Bhatt and Varun Dhawan:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/PfuL6eJNqZY?list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" width="560"></iframe><br /><br /><b>5. Devil- Yaar Naa Mile from <i>Kick</i>, featuring Jacqueline Fernandez and&nbsp;Salman Khan:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/Zti5s48tc7k?list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" width="560"></iframe><br /><br /><b>6. Lovely from <i>Happy New Year</i>, featuring Deepika Padukone and Shah Rukh Khan:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/_JZoNFH60lo?list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" width="560"></iframe><br /><br /><b>7. Drama Queen from <i>Hasee Toh Phasee</i>, featuring Parineeti Chopra and Siddharth Malhotra:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/23QITnh6NUI?list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" width="560"></iframe><br /><br /><b>8. Dhoom Machale from <i>Dhoom 3</i>, featuring Katrina Kaif and Amir Khan:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/GUBa1wRxQko?list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" width="560"></iframe><br /><br /><b>9. Locha-E-Ulfat from <i>Two States</i>, featuring Alia Bhatt and Arjun Bhatt:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/r_3fqt8UfXE?list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" width="560"></iframe><br /><br /><b>10. Chaar Botal Vodka from <i>Ragini MMS 2</i>, featuring Yo Yo Honey Singh and Sunny Leone:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/x8F5dz8kv1w?list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" width="560"></iframe><br /><br /><b><br /></b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHPvJrfti4A&amp;list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi&amp;index=11" target="_blank"><b>11. &nbsp;Jumme Ki Raat from <i>Kick</i>,&nbsp;</b><b>featuring&nbsp;Jacqueline Fernandez and&nbsp;Salman Khan</b></a><br /><b><br /></b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-Joa2I7fVg&amp;list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi&amp;index=12" target="_blank"><b>12. Johny Johny from <i>Entertainment</i> featuring Akshay Kumar and Tamannah</b></a><br /><b><br /></b><b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YAOIbHBEvi0&amp;list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi&amp;index=13" target="_blank">13. Tu Meri from <i>Bang Bang,</i> featuring Hritik Roshan and Katrina Kaif</a></b><br /><b><br /></b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3vlhO8O34SU&amp;list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi&amp;index=14" target="_blank"><b>14. Engine Ki Seeti from <i>Khoobsurat</i>, featuring Sonam Kapoor and Fawad Khan</b></a><br /><br /><b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sx8swS_VVGs&amp;list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi&amp;index=22" target="_blank">15. Catch Me if You Can from <i>The Expose</i>, featuring Himesh Reshammiya and Yo Yo Honey Singh&nbsp;</a></b><br />,<br /><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xsWs0qWQlzE&amp;index=16&amp;list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" target="_blank"><b>16. Title song, Daawat-E-Ishq, featuring Aditya Roy kapoor and Parineeti Chopra</b></a><br /><b><br /></b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xsWs0qWQlzE&amp;index=16&amp;list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" target="_blank"><b>17. Nakhreele from <i>Kill Dil</i>, featuring Parineeti Chopra, Ranveer Singh and Ali Zafar</b></a><br /><b><br /></b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R1YFVFJnTbQ&amp;index=20&amp;list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" target="_blank"><b>18. Nonsense Ki Night from <i>Happy New Year</i>, featuring Shah Rukh Khan, Deepika Padukone etc, etc.&nbsp;</b></a><br /><b><br /></b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KRbMlHjjvEY&amp;index=21&amp;list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" target="_blank"><b>19. Panjabi Mast from <i>Action Jackson</i>, featuring Ajay Devgan and Sonakshi Sinha</b>&nbsp;</a><br /><b style="text-align: center;"><br /></b><b style="text-align: center;">You can play all these songs and more nonstop as a<a href="https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLRrFsel4K9l4B1jKb6J6RmjgMszXas6Zi" target="_blank">&nbsp;Playlist on YouTube.</a>&nbsp;</b><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><b>Related Posts:</b><b>&nbsp;</b><br /><a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/07/top-bollywood-dance-numbers-of-2013.html">Top Bollywood Dance Numbers Of 2013</a><br /><a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2012/07/top-bollywood-dance-numbers-of-2012.html">Top Bollywood Dance Numbers of 2012</a><br /><a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2011/07/top-bollywood-dance-numbers-of-2011.html">Top Bollywood Dance Numbers of 2011</a><br /><a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2010/12/grist-mill-top-10-hindi-dance-numbers.html">Top 10 Hindi Dance Numbers Of the Decade</a><br /><a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2010/08/midyear-update-top-bollywood-dance.html">Top Bollywood Dance Numbers Of 2010</a><br /><a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2009/12/top-ten-hindi-dance-numbers-of-2009-and.html">Top 10 Hindi Dance Numbers Of 2009</a></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/Dm1s4rwKM8k" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/Dm1s4rwKM8k/top-bollywood-dance-numbers-of-2014.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)2http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2014/12/top-bollywood-dance-numbers-of-2014.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-2626054637240441606Sun, 17 Aug 2014 14:55:00 +00002015-01-24T18:05:51.701-05:00Health Benefits Of Eggs, Tomatoes, And Mango Chutney<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lwHc-sM0pgo/U-Oyi-VVwmI/AAAAAAAAH2o/CMqJiTaQRxM/s1600/MangoChutney.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lwHc-sM0pgo/U-Oyi-VVwmI/AAAAAAAAH2o/CMqJiTaQRxM/s1600/MangoChutney.png" height="320" width="268" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You go, girl!&nbsp;</td></tr></tbody></table>Today I am going to reveal how tomatoes, eggs, and <i>Mango Chutney</i>, the three super-duper, super-cool, and super-delectable things, are conducive to good health.<br /><br /><b>Tomatoes:</b> A human body is like two tomatoes placed one on the top of the other. If the top tomato rots, it simply stinks, but if the bottom one rots, it collapses and brings down the top one as well. Therefore you need to take extra care of the lower tomato. Now if you are reading this article, I am sure your top tomato is in the pink of health, but I cannot say the same thing about the bottom one. To keep your tomatoes in fine fettle, you need to eat a lot of tomatoes. Whenever, wherever, you see a red tomato, eat it then and eat it there, you will be young forever.<br /><a name='more'></a><br /><br /><b>Eggs:</b> A human body can also be imagined as two eggs placed one on the top of the other. Although the primary role of an egg is to ensure the continuity of a species, it is also supposed to be eaten. I like eggs because they can be eggstensively used to create eggcentric words, for eggsample, eggsclude, eggsclusive, eggzactly, eggcetera, eggcetera. Chicken eggs should be eaten regularly, not only for the strength of one's lower egg, but also for the health of the whole planet. If we stopped eating eggs, the world would be run over by chickens, hens, and roosters. Go grab an egg before it turns into a chicken. An egg a meal, while making this earth free from filth, will also give you abs of steel!<br /><br /><b><i>Mango Chutney: </i></b>A human body can also be compared to mango&nbsp;<i>chutney</i>, but only when a person has eaten lots of mangoes, and then he has been run over by a train or a bulldozer.&nbsp;Anyway, here I am not talking about <i>chutney</i>, literally, but a literary book called <i>Mango Chutney: An Anthology of Tasteful Short Fiction</i> to which I have contributed a short story. Now wait a moment, please don’t start eating the book. Books help us stay healthy in a different way, and this is how it works -- when you spend your hard-earned money and precious time on buying and reading books, it makes you so poor that you are gleaned away from the unhealthy debilitating lifestyle of the rich. Go get a copy of <i>Mango Chutney, </i>guys, to find relief from the stress of daily grind.<br /><br />So these are the three super-awesome things that I have been recommending to my near and dear ones these days. I hope you are now so awfully well-acquainted with the exemplary benefits of eating eggs and tomatoes that you will restrain yourselves from throwing them on me in case you find my story in <i>Mango Chutney</i>, unappetizing. To be honest, I have written a simple story in simple English. Someday I wish to write abstract, abstruse, or absolutely undecipherable stories, which will confuse and confound the cognoscenti.<br /><br />Finally, I want to assure you that there was no ulterior motive for writing this post other than a deep concern for the health of my dear friends. May your tomatoes remain in the pink of health! May your top and bottom eggs provide you worldly and otherworldly pleasures!<br /><br /><i>Where To Buy:</i><br /><i>For International Readers:&nbsp;</i><i><a href="http://www.uread.com/book/mango-chutney-harsh-snehanshu/9788192953212" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">UREAD.COM</a></i><br /><div><i><a href="http://www.amazon.in/Mango-Chutney-Harsh-Snehanshu/dp/8192953211/" target="_blank">In India: AMAZON.IN: Buy Mango Chutney on Amazon</a></i><br /><i>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<a href="http://www.bit.ly/MangoFlipkart" target="_blank">FLIPKART.COM: Buy Mango Chutney on Flipkart</a></i><br /><br /><i>Book Reviews:</i><br /><i>1.&nbsp;<a href="http://blog.amazon.in/post/Tx3LDQCC2VN7TB5/Harsh-Snehanshu-on-Mango-Chutney-An-Anthology-of-Tasteful-Short-Fiction" target="_blank">AMAZON.IN BLOG: Harsh Snehanshu on the making of Mango Chutney&nbsp;</a></i><br /><i>2</i><i><a href="http://www.iwrotethose.com/2014/08/17/a-spoonful-of-mango-chutney-a-review/" target="_blank">. First Book Review of Mango Chutney by noted blogger Sid Balachandran</a></i><br /><i>3<a href="http://www.seetabodke.com/2014/08/book-review-mango-chutney.html">. Seeta Bodke at The Write Side</a></i><br /><i>4<a href="http://blog.indiareads.com/?reviews=mango-chutney-an-anthology-of-tasteful-short-fiction-harsh-snehanshu">. Samarpita Mukherjee at indiareads.com</a></i><br /><i>5<a href="http://itchingtoread.blogspot.in/2014/08/mango-chutney_31.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">. Riti Prasad at The Reading Corner</a><br />6. <a href="http://aestheticblasphemy.com/book-reviews/fiction/mango-chutney-book-review" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Anshul Thakur at Aesthetic Blasphemy</a></i></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/rQ56BTEu3ng" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/rQ56BTEu3ng/health-benefits-of-eggs-tomatoes-and.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)21http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2014/08/health-benefits-of-eggs-tomatoes-and.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-1603328904260561333Wed, 09 Jul 2014 18:50:00 +00002016-04-07T08:27:47.947-04:00CricketMaria Sharapova And Sachin Fans<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kbmVBRm6LkA/U72IDylNzZI/AAAAAAAAH1w/xyJGyhB7FE0/s1600/Maria+Sharapova+Sachin+Fans.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kbmVBRm6LkA/U72IDylNzZI/AAAAAAAAH1w/xyJGyhB7FE0/s1600/Maria+Sharapova+Sachin+Fans.png" height="237" width="400" /></a></div>What has this world come to? Why are people acting like thin-skinned tomatoes, squirting out juice at the slightest prick? Our country has become a nation of outrages. People just can't tolerate other people's point of view. To all the outraged people out there, I have a simple message--imagine yourself in others' situation before criticizing them. I am deeply pained and anguished by the horrible stuff written by the paid media denouncing Sachin Tendulkar's fans. Yes, the columnists do get paid.<br /><a name='more'></a></div><br />To those who are unaware of this national crisis of pride and honor, here is a brief summary. Maria Sharapova--whoever she is--was playing tennis at Wimbledon--wherever it is. Our cricketing legend, Bharat Ratna, master blaster, Sachin Tendulkar, whom we revere as God, needed some entertainment. So like the raja-maharajas of yore, who used to watch nautch girls shake their booties for amusement, or like Salman Dabangg Khan, who watches Munni's&nbsp;<i>badnam</i> dance and <i>halkat jawani </i>when he is tired of thrashing goons, Sachin, tired of being worshipped, went to Wimbledon, probably near Jhoomritalaiya, to see Maria Sharapova play tennis, some sort of jumping game played in short skirts.<br /><br />Now imagine if the nautch girl had said, "I don't know this fatso," indicating Maharaja So and So, what punishment she would have got? Yes, she would have been buried alive between two brick walls. Imagine Munni saying, "Who let this orangutan loose?" on seeing Dabangg Khan. Bhai would have certainly run his Toyota Land Cruiser over her.<br /><br />This is what Maria Sharapova did. <a href="http://www.theguardian.com/sport/2014/jul/03/who-is-maria-sharapova-sachin-tendulkar" target="_blank">She uttered the blasphemous words</a>, "I don't," when asked, "Do you know who Sachin is?" Since then we, the Sachin fans, have been trying to educate Maria Sharapova. Yeah, we have been continually posting insightful comments on each and every picture on <a href="https://www.facebook.com/Sharapova" target="_blank">Maria Sharapova's Facebook page</a>. We have posted more than 100,000 comments, showing Munni her true place, reclaiming the lost glory of Bharatmata, proving that ours is the best country, and Sachin, the greatest player in the world.<br /><br />This was all going well until I came across the pseudo-intellectuals out there,&nbsp;<a href="http://www.firstpost.com/sports/insecure-indians-why-the-sharapova-haters-just-need-to-grow-up-1602913.html" target="_blank">writing disparagingly about Sachin fans</a>. Calling us names like Sachintards. Many of my fan-fellows can't even defend themselves coherently. The Grist Mill has always stood for the weak and the defenseless. Most of my brothers are weak in language skills. Some can only copy-paste comments, some can only repeat, Sachin Sachin Sachin..., and some can only write abuses. But one thing is for sure, all of them have hearts of gold--pure 24-carat gold. They may seem hard from outside, but inside they are all squishy squashy, like small eggs that can't hatch, can't grow into chickens.<br /><br />I sincerely wish that Sachin Tendulkar also comes out in open to boost his fans' morale and congratulate them for their hard work on Maria Sharapova's Facebook page.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/sPXwSKxcus4" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/sPXwSKxcus4/maria-sharapova-and-sachin-fans.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)26http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2014/07/maria-sharapova-and-sachin-fans.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-8502161357285707982Tue, 13 May 2014 19:19:00 +00002016-04-07T08:29:24.216-04:00AwesomeManmohan SinghPoliticsThe Genius of Dr. Manmohan Singh<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JoQFyPptzUs/U3JjBI6FWaI/AAAAAAAAH08/c16bIc9OqwY/s1600/Dr.+Manmohan+Singh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JoQFyPptzUs/U3JjBI6FWaI/AAAAAAAAH08/c16bIc9OqwY/s1600/Dr.+Manmohan+Singh.jpg" height="320" width="243" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look at his impish smile! <br />(Picture via Wikimedia)</td></tr></tbody></table><i>"Genius always finds itself a century too early." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson</i><br /><br />For centuries to come, historians, sociologists, and scientists will babble and squabble in public, and mull over and pull their hair out in private to ascertain whether the genius of the 13th Prime Minister of India Dr. Manmohan Singh was innate or acquired or both. If both, to what degrees?<br /><br />One thing, however, is irrefutable and that is that whenever the future generations will come across the word genius, they will instantly associate it with Dr. Singh. For example just notice how some of the traits of a genius fit Dr Manmohan Singh to a tee:<br /><a name='more'></a><br /><br /><i>"Genius (Dr. Singh) is eternal patience." ~ Michelangelo</i><br /><i><br /></i><i>"Towering genius (such as Dr. Singh) disdains a beaten path. It seeks regions hitherto unexplored." ~ Abraham Lincoln</i><br /><div><i><br /></i></div><i>"The true genius (such as Dr. Manmohan Singh) shudders at incompleteness - and usually prefers silence to saying something which is not everything it should be." ~ Edgar Allan Poe</i><br /><i><br /></i><i>"Ridicule is the tribute paid to the genius by the mediocrities."~ Oscar Wilde</i><br /><i><br /></i><i>"When a true genius appears, you can know him by this sign: that all the dunces are in a confederacy against him." ~ Jonathan Swift</i><br /><i><br /></i><i>"When nature has work to be done, she creates a genius (such as Dr. Manmohan Singh) to do it." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson</i><br /><br />Our country, for quite some time now, has been in dire need of change. We have been desperately trying to get rid of the old order to rejuvenate our society. When I read the history of developed nations, I learn that they were infused with young blood and young ideas each time a generation died in a war. They took leaps in scientific advancements as well as gender and race equality when old social order and established societal mores were discarded. We could also send great many nationalists and patriarchs to fight the <i>jehadis</i> in strife-ridden countries, but this solution seems too bloody for our peace-loving nation.<br /><br />In such a bleak scenario, it is the genius of Dr. Singh which has given us abounding hope. He has already led us halfway on a silent path towards progress. He has accomplished an extraordinary feat. I am not talking about the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manmohan_Singh#Honours.2C_awards_and_international_recognition" target="_blank">honors, awards, and international recognition</a> received by Dr. Singh, any <i>rattu tota </i>or <i>kitabi keeda</i> could have hoarded such awards. I am talking about his genius at building the pyre of the grand old Congress Party. While the Party used him to keep the seat warm for the Gandhi scion, he sat there silently over <a href="http://www.outlookindia.com/article.aspx?285207" target="_blank">scam after scam</a> and let the seat burn and ignite the pyre. No one else could have decimated Indian National Congress the ruling political party the way Dr. Manmohan Singh has done. The work of a genius indeed!<br /><br />But friends, <i>mitron, </i>if you&nbsp;take the larger picture into account, you will realize that only half of the work is done. Now it's Narendra Bhai Modi's turn to exterminate another old political party which thrives on the support of even more regressive and pernicious ideologues. &nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/jxtCZ_wS14g" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/jxtCZ_wS14g/the-genius-of-dr-manmohan-singh.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)16http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2014/05/the-genius-of-dr-manmohan-singh.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-6109848101179259001Fri, 04 Apr 2014 16:33:00 +00002016-05-01T14:39:32.616-04:00New Workplace<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Friends, I have found a new place to work. As my sisters in India would say, <i>"Jhadu-pochha-bartan ke liye nayi kothi pakadi hai." </i>Most of you might have had the nerve-racking experience of starting work at a new place. Ask President Obama how difficult it has been to clear the mess created by one's predecessor. While I as a cleaning lady am busy scrubbing grease from the kitchen counters, my husband, the gardener and the handyman is busy fixing the leaking pipes and replacing other faulty hardware.<br /><a name='more'></a><br />Not only the basic maintenance, we are responsible for the decor of the place as well. We have already spent a sizable chunk of our hard-earned money from other jobs on this new workplace. Yeah, we need to juggle at other jobs too to maintain this place. Well, you must be thinking, "Nobody held a gun on your head to take this tough job." I know, but it is a natural instinct similar to having kids. <br /><br />We humans are strangely wired creatures. Some of us like doing tough jobs in the name of job satisfaction. We burn ourselves like candles to light up our surroundings and try to extricate small joys from the heaps of miseries. I&nbsp;hope my work at this new place will get streamlined in a few days, enabling me to spend my time on more onerous tasks.<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhqnARNqAE4/VyZNMhKzU8I/AAAAAAAAKFE/kSvhw5PsxgU18BZf6-Bxibai2YbhOBoEgCLcB/s1600/Home.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="364" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhqnARNqAE4/VyZNMhKzU8I/AAAAAAAAKFE/kSvhw5PsxgU18BZf6-Bxibai2YbhOBoEgCLcB/s640/Home.png" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">New Workplace</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>(This house looks eerily similar to the clipart I had used in a related post,<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/10/oh-give-me-home.html" target="_blank"><i>&nbsp;Oh, Give Me A Home</i></a>)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/8zpfP1oZx0M" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/8zpfP1oZx0M/new-workplace.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)2http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2014/04/new-workplace.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-2491356959771803215Sat, 15 Mar 2014 14:47:00 +00002016-04-07T08:30:05.867-04:00AwesomeHis Name Is Khan And He Is An Extremist<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Oh yes, his name is Khan and he is a very dangerous person. He is hell bent on spreading a virus that infects human brains.&nbsp;He has been working insidiously. It&nbsp;gives me a chill to think about a world full of infected people. This&nbsp;pied&nbsp;piper has been luring away our kids into the cult of math and science.<br /><a name='more'></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"></div>I watched a few of his videos and then had to stop to save myself from getting infected. Knowledge is a very dangerous affliction. Even God had not wanted his creatures to have knowledge. Khan's videos affect the brains in such a way that they start working like oiled machines.&nbsp;For decades educationists have been successfully dumbing down the young minds. Khan wants to reverse the trend. If&nbsp;you listen to his lectures&nbsp;and speeches you will be shocked by his alarming ideology. He believes that all human beings including the poor and the underprivileged should have access to quality education so that they can improve their destiny and live with dignity. I still fail to understand why the poor people need education, or what's its use for the rich kids.<br /><br />We should not let the virus of knowledge&nbsp;mitigate our tradition of keeping the populace ignorant, docile and manipulable. Imagine a world where people are more interested in knowledge, technology, and its use in eliminating hatred and hunger -- a world where the rich, the powerful, and political and religious leaders will find it difficult to recruit illiterate or semiliterate followers to fulfill their agendas.<br /><br />And the reason why I call Salman Khan an extremist is because he is extremely intelligent, and receives extreme adulation from one and all. Even though he started Khan Academy as a non-profit organization, many crazy folks have been donating millions of dollars for his evil designs. In a place like YouTube, where nasty comments are thrown in as if it were a garbage dump, this guy receives only bouquets of fresh flowers. Looks like he has a power to cast spells on one and all. His name is Khan and besides being extremely intelligent, he is also extremely funny, and humble, and charming. Did I say all that? I am a goner.<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eHvHuQHph90/UyM2AjwM69I/AAAAAAAAHuk/LOXNAoIb3rQ/s1600/salman+khan+academy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eHvHuQHph90/UyM2AjwM69I/AAAAAAAAHuk/LOXNAoIb3rQ/s1600/salman+khan+academy.jpg" height="168" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Pied Piper</td></tr></tbody></table><b><br /></b><b>He has even infected Bill Gates' brain. Watch this video to learn about his modus operandi:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/nTFEUsudhfs" width="600"></iframe><br /><br /><b>And here he talks about his magic and wizardry:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/Pn24jP0YbTI" width="600"></iframe><br /><br /><b>Rethinking Education- this will scare you:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="450" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/z9JCpMCQ5qM" width="600"></iframe><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>And here are the websites he has been using to spread the dreaded virus:&nbsp;</b></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><b>1.&nbsp;<a href="https://www.khanacademy.org/exercisedashboard" target="_blank">KHAN ACADEMY</a></b></div><b></b><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><b><b>2.&nbsp;<a href="https://www.youtube.com/user/khanacademy/videos" target="_blank">Khan Academy on YouTube</a></b></b></div><b></b><div style="text-align: left;"><b>3.&nbsp;<a href="https://www.khanacademy.org/test-prep/sat" target="_blank"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Proxima Nova', sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 30.399999618530273px;"><span style="color: #990000;">New at Khan Academy:&nbsp;</span></span><span style="text-align: center;">The College Board announced that they are redesigning the SAT for 2016, and Khan Academy is partnering with them to make free, world-class prep materials</span></a></b></div><b></b></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/Czez1fBv9IU" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/Czez1fBv9IU/his-name-is-khan-and-he-is-extremist.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)10http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2014/03/his-name-is-khan-and-he-is-extremist.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-4729276893389957322Wed, 12 Mar 2014 13:47:00 +00002014-03-15T10:47:53.359-04:00When Juliet Fought With Romeo<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div>Although they were named Romeo and Juliet, they were far from being the archetypal young lovers of the eponymous Shakespearian tragedy. Of course they were young and looked forward to having casual sex, but they held opposite views on the philosophy of "What's in a name?" Which was the bone of contention and one of the reasons behind their big fight. Now lying on hospital beds, Juliet and Romeo were nursing their wounds and also cursing a vermin for their fight.<br /><a name='more'></a><br />We can eliminate the heat factor because the fight took place on a pleasant March evening in a Delhi park. It was Saturday and the evening strollers were out in large numbers. Barring a few, most of the dogs and bitches had brought their walkers on leashes.<br /><br /></div>Romeo was in a playful mood and when he saw Juliet, instigating her for a fight was the last thing on his mind. He just wanted to express his outrage on something he had read in the morning. "Woof, woof," he said, "Did you see Tushar Gandhi's tweet on your woman's Twitter feed today?"<br /><br /><div>"Shut up! Don't call her a woman." Juliet retorted. "She is like an elder bitch to me."<br /><br />Oh, woman, woman, thought Romeo, no hello, no woof-woof, looks like she is already in a bad mood. He tried to make himself agreeable, "Anyway, happy Women's Day to you."<br /><br />That was it. Juliet stiffened and then unleashed herself on Romeo, snarling, growling, shoving, biting, scratching, and barking, "Don't you get it? My didi and I are not women. Couldn't you say happy Bitches' Day? Call us bitches, or sluts, or hussies, if you want to, but no w-word.&nbsp;That grandson of Gandhi is such an obnoxious vermin that he should be bathed in dog-vomit to rid him of the sense of entitlement!" She was unstoppable.<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><span style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/goog_92194497"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qF5_7JIibkY/Ux-FCwiPEFI/AAAAAAAAHuI/3K9NR5GIxSY/s1600/Tushar+Gandhi+Women's+Day+Tweet.png" height="276" width="400" /></a></span></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/(https://twitter.com/TusharG/status/442184283277361152)">https://twitter.com/TusharG/status/442184283277361152</a></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Romeo also bared his fangs in self defense and both the canines were bleeding profusely before their respective walkers were able to break up their fight and take them to hospital. &nbsp;</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/7pTPCfEaqdU" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/7pTPCfEaqdU/when-juliet-fought-with-romeo.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)6http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2014/03/when-juliet-fought-with-romeo.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-5956528208011993346Thu, 06 Mar 2014 03:08:00 +00002016-04-07T08:30:23.360-04:00Personal FictionMy Life's Problems<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77WdwmrLQU4/UxewVJnS9cI/AAAAAAAAHt4/Fl3y8tI4xMQ/s1600/brain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77WdwmrLQU4/UxewVJnS9cI/AAAAAAAAHt4/Fl3y8tI4xMQ/s1600/brain.jpg" height="212" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>(Image: 2012Connection -The Maya Meeting)</i></td></tr></tbody></table>I agree that my problems are nothing of the kind that kill people. That's why after each setback, I close my eyes and derive strength from these ordinary words put together into an inspirational quote by Nietzsche, "That which does not kill us makes us stronger."<br /><br />I have been struggling with some problems these days. I will not bother you with all my troubles, even though I know you are gleefully looking forward to hear all of them to glean some satisfaction from the knowledge that someone has more serious, severe, dire life problems than the ones that you are having. There is no need to feel embarrassed. Schadenfreude is a universal emotion, besides it is a good word to teach your kids if they aspire to take part in spelling competitions.<br /><a name='more'></a><br /><div>The first problem I want to share with you is about something I had done. I was a party to a fraudulent scheme in which I made a lot of money and then I got caught, but I lied and eased my way out. Though I am out of the trouble, the problem is that my conscience keeps pricking me relentlessly.</div><div><br /></div><div>Another problem is related to a house that I bought for my parents with their life savings. It was a big house on a mountain. We could see snow-capped mountains from the rear windows and balcony. And when I looked down, there was a beautiful unfathomable deep gorge. After buying the house I remembered that unlike me my mother abhorred nature. She finds it a bit scary. I thought I would solve this problem by telling her to keep the windows shut, but then I noticed another catch. Although the first floor was spacious with an open living room surrounded by bedrooms, I realized my mom would have difficulty climbing the stairs with her troublesome knees. And the problem with the ground floor was that there was a thoroughfare - the main road of the town - passing through the bedroom. Has anyone ever owned such a house? If yes, how does one live amid traffic? &nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>And the last problem that I am going to unburden on you is even more complicated. I fell in love with a very rich guy because we shared a few eccentricities which I will not divulge here. I visited his home and saw that his other family members also did nothing and lived off only on their inheritance. The atmosphere in the house was also weird. Each one of them was lazying around in pajamas and looked overweight. The only person moving in the house was their butler, a <i>maharaj</i>, like the one we see in old Hindi movies, carrying tea cups in a tray.</div><div><br /></div><div>Such have been my problems. I don't know how to deal with them.&nbsp;I assure you that I did not make any of up these like I usually do in my other posts.&nbsp;These are all real dreams. And whenever I wake up, I&nbsp;find my subconscious embroiled in a complicated contemplation over some intriguing dream. These out-of-the-world problems are more problematic than the real world problems. At least in the real world one can act and strive to fix the problems. Whereas after a distressing dream all I can do is go back to sleep in the hope that the dream continues and the problem gets solved. My only comfort is the belief that since these problems cannot kill me they will only make me stronger.</div><div><br /></div><div><div><i>PS: If you were expecting real problems, I am very sorry to disappoint you. But don't lose heart, I just realized I do have a real problem, which I will write about in my next post.</i></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/NB25Svv5wTw" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/NB25Svv5wTw/my-lifes-problems.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)13http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2014/03/my-lifes-problems.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-4552268612623961303Wed, 08 Jan 2014 21:15:00 +00002016-04-07T08:31:19.772-04:00PoliticsUnnatural Acts<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ieW9E14HAjA/Us2kNaEhvyI/AAAAAAAAHqY/iPSQTQ6TzOE/s1600/Homosexuality+among+animals.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ieW9E14HAjA/Us2kNaEhvyI/AAAAAAAAHqY/iPSQTQ6TzOE/s1600/Homosexuality+among+animals.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">(Via Evangelical Right)</td></tr></tbody></table>India's main opposition party, Bharatiya Janata Party, has endorsed the re-criminalization of gay sex by Supreme Court, saying that they believed homosexuality is an unnatural act. It means that people with certain sexual orientations will be deemed criminals and will be either punished, or harassed by everyone and anyone including the state police.<br /><br /><a name='more'></a>Before proceeding further, I want to make my position clear on this issue. All my friends, even those who know me fleetingly, will vouch for my claim that I am a nature-loving person, always fond of sharing pictures of mountains, streams, trees, flowers, birds and bees. I detest, rather abhor, all unnatural things and activities. Now, I do not know whether homosexuality is natural or unnatural, for that I will have to consult my gay friends. But I know about a lot of other unnatural activities blatantly taking place in our society.<br /><br />The most unnatural act is the custom of forced arranged marriages. It is horrifying on the scale only next to human sacrifice and&nbsp;<i>sati&nbsp;</i>system, which have almost been abolished. If we look around, we will find that we live in highly unnatural surroundings. Our houses, gadgets, communication devices, modes of transportation etc. etc. are all unnatural. I pine for the good old days when our ancestors lived in caves, <i>au naturel</i>, covering their bodies with leaves, bark, or animal skin only to protect themselves from the elements of nature, ate unprocessed food, had sex with anyone they desired without any rituals.<br /><br />Even after transposing my whole social circle into that&nbsp;golden age of natural living in my imagination and&nbsp;thinking hard about the&nbsp;relationships in those circumstances, I could not figure out if homosexuality was natural or unnatural, so I asked my gay friend <a href="http://anshdas.com/books" target="_blank">Anshuman Das</a> to solve this conundrum. He advised me to read his novel <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Memory-Face-Ansh-Das-ebook/dp/B004MDLO3S/ref=la_B004MYM9O0_1_2?s=books&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1389211014&amp;sr=1-2" target="_blank">The Memory of a Face</a> </i>or his autobiographical account <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Always-Forever-Ansh-Das-ebook/dp/B0087FDFPC/ref=la_B004MYM9O0_1_1?s=books&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1389210955&amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank">Always Forever</a></i>&nbsp;and discover for myself. This was an awfully outrageous suggestion. For the record, I am against all kinds of literary activities. Reading and writing are highly unnatural acts. People indulging in such activities should be thrown into the craters of active volcanos.<br /><br />Meanwhile, I am in a fix as to who is more suitable to be anointed as India's <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Campaign_for_%22santorum%22_neologism" target="_blank">Santorum</a>-- BJP's president Shri Rajnath Singhji or their Prime Ministerial candidate Shri Narendra Modiji, or Baba Ramdevji who claims that he can cure homosexuals.<br /><br />Related:<br /><a href="http://www.indianexpress.com/news/gay-sex-verdict-rajnath-singh-backs-sc-says-bjp-cannot-justify-unnatural-acts/1207820/" target="_blank">Indian Express: Gay sex verdict: Rajnath Singh says BJP cannot justify unnatural acts</a><br /><a href="http://www.hindustantimes.com/india-news/ramdev-offers-to-cure-homosexuals-at-his-haridwar-ashram/article1-1161479.aspx" target="_blank">Hindustan Times: Ramdev offers "to cure" homosexuals at his Haridwar Ashram</a><br /><a href="http://www.evangelicalright.com/2006/10/the_birds_and_the_bees_may_be.html" target="_blank">Evangelical Right: The Birds and the Bees may be Gay</a><br /><a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/04/04/magazine/04animals-t.html?pagewanted=all&amp;_r=0" target="_blank">The New York Times: Can Animals Be gay?</a><br /><a href="http://www.apa.org/helpcenter/sexual-orientation.aspx" target="_blank">American Psychological Association: Sexual Orientation and Homosexuality</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/mI_HjxBVKsc" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/mI_HjxBVKsc/unnatural-acts.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)12http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2014/01/unnatural-acts.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-3426759973407947429Fri, 22 Nov 2013 01:24:00 +00002014-08-30T16:33:31.831-04:00PictorialPoliticsThe Upholders Of Patriarchy And Rape Culture<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pwh0LRVt1H4/UpO5MZyYZ-I/AAAAAAAAHp0/D26o7Isx6Wc/s1600/Shoe+Trophy.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pwh0LRVt1H4/UpO5MZyYZ-I/AAAAAAAAHp0/D26o7Isx6Wc/s200/Shoe+Trophy.png" height="200" width="150" /></a></div>Friends, the edifice of patriarchal tradition in India is getting severe jolts these days from the new generation of girls and women who have become too forward and free-thinking to be controlled by their parents or in-laws. The equal-rights activists, also known as feminists&nbsp;have been hell bent at digging the foundation of our magnificent monument of male dominion.&nbsp;The good old patriarchs, who have always been the providers and protectors of women, children, and other cattle are now accused of engendering rape and violence against women. After every rape or sexual-harassment incident the feminists come out in droves like bees and start attacking the benevolent grandfathers, fathers, brothers, and husbands, who for centuries have kept their women undereducated and under surveillance so that they dutifully washed their underwear.<br /><a name='more'></a><br />It looks like these feminists' sole agenda is to deprive our patriarchs of clean underwear. Don't they understand how stinky our nation will become if all the females were allowed to decide their own destinies? I mean, what if a wife declined to wash her husband's and his family members' underwear? The husband would not even dare to slap or shout at his wife because the feminists would then approach the police to book him for domestic violence.<br /><br />All of us traditional people, whether men or women, need to stand against these feminists, otherwise they will make our macho men effeminate, who will then have to plead and request if they ever wanted their underwear to be washed. They will be required to practice saying 'please' and 'thank you', and become courteous. Most agonizingly, they will have to learn the terms of endearment if they ever want to have sex. All this could solve the rape crisis because in such a horrifically well-mannered society if a man had an urge to rape a woman, he would approach her and ask in most polite and respectful manner, "Madam, please, may I rape you?" and if the woman said, "No," he would not bother her anymore.<br /><br />Do we want to pay such a heavy price of vaccinating our menfolk with the serum of politeness to strip them of their machismo,&nbsp;<i>mardangee--</i>just to stop rape and violence? No way. Do we want to give women control over their own lives, over their own bodies and sexuality? No way.<br /><br />Such a scenario would be a nightmare not only for ordinary men, but also for Bollywood filmmakers. Because in every hit or flop masala movie the hero harasses the heroine to win her affections besides saving her from the harassing goons. The entire industry earns its bread and butter from the glorification of sexual harassment.<br /><br />I sincerely hope that following our glorious traditions, the elders at home and the society at large will continue to decide how often and at what times a woman would step out of her house, what clothes she would wear, and most importantly who would have sex--consensual or forced--with her.<br /><br />In our fight to keep this institution of patriarchy alive and aloft, we have been fortunate to have the continuous support of common people as well as the backing of most of the political and religious leaders. I am happy to say that when it comes to preserving patriarchy and women subjugation, most of the people are united for this noble cause despite their different caste, class, profession or religious or political affiliations. Let us honor some of the great retro-visionaries for their exemplary public utterances in support of patriarchy and misogyny.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ToLWZfinGVI/UpF-Z8crPnI/AAAAAAAAHoY/LasjgDC5egI/s1600/cbi+dir+ranjit+sinha.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ToLWZfinGVI/UpF-Z8crPnI/AAAAAAAAHoY/LasjgDC5egI/s640/cbi+dir+ranjit+sinha.gif" height="480" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5SyVYQ_OXNk/UpGGYh1NbrI/AAAAAAAAHow/PZthaprzy1M/s1600/Abhijit+Mukherjee+Dented+Painted.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5SyVYQ_OXNk/UpGGYh1NbrI/AAAAAAAAHow/PZthaprzy1M/s400/Abhijit+Mukherjee+Dented+Painted.gif" height="300" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l6KsnF96DWM/UpGWAk___EI/AAAAAAAAHpo/oZTjfjC-EZI/s1600/sanjaynirupam.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l6KsnF96DWM/UpGWAk___EI/AAAAAAAAHpo/oZTjfjC-EZI/s400/sanjaynirupam.gif" height="300" width="400" /></a></div><br /><b>The Grist Mill takes this opportunity to honor many more luminaries for their outstanding support for this cause:</b><br /><br /><b>BJP's Prime Ministerial Candidate Narendra Modi</b> on Sunanda Tharoor: "<i>Is desh mein kaabhi kisi ne 50 crore ki girlfriend dekhi hai</i>? (Has anyone seen a<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 12.800000190734863px;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">&nbsp;</span>₹</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 12.800000190734863px;">&nbsp;</span>50-crore girlfriend in this country?)"<br /><b>Congress Leader Digvijay Singh:</b> "Arvind Kejriwal is like Rakhi Sawant. Both try to expose, but no substance."<br /><b>Congress MP Sriprakash Jaiswal:</b> <i>"Jaise jaise samay beet-ta hai, patni purani hoti chali jati hai....wo maza nahin rehta hai."</i><br /><b>Home Minister Sushil Kumar Shinde</b> to Jaya Bachchan in parliament: <i>Suno meri behen, ye chinta ka vishay hai, ye film ka vishay nahin hai..."</i><br /><b>Congress Leader Botsa Satyanarayana:</b> "Women shouldn't roam the streets at night just because we got independence at midnight."<br /><b>Union Minister Valayar Ravi </b>to a female journalist: Do you have anything personal against Kurien? Did anything happen between you and him?"<br /><b>MP Minister Vijayvargiya:</b> "If women cross Lakshmanrekha, there will be consequences."<br /><b>Kakoli Ghosh Dastidar </b>on Park Street Rape: "It was a misunderstanding between the lady and her clients."<br /><b>NCW Chief Mamta Sharma</b>: "Boys make comments on girls, terming them sexy, but sexy means beautiful and charming."<br /><b>Delhi CM Sheila Dikshit's</b> message to girls: "... you should not be so adventurous."<br /><b>JD(U) Chief Sharad Yadav:&nbsp;</b>"<i>Kaun hai hum me se jisne peechha nahi kiya hai. Aur jab mahila se baat karni hoti hai tab pahal mahila nahi karti hai, pahal toh hamein hi karna hoti hai. </i>(We have all stalked (women). And you have to take the first step when you want to speak to a woman.)"</div><div><br /><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8cYQEmrc69M/Uo6q13cbOXI/AAAAAAAAHlI/Yfz1ybbEmA4/s1600/ASTT3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8cYQEmrc69M/Uo6q13cbOXI/AAAAAAAAHlI/Yfz1ybbEmA4/s640/ASTT3.gif" height="480" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Grist Mill also honors Asaram Bapuji and Tarun Tejpal</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br /><div><b>More on Patriarchy:</b></div><div><a href="http://policyblog.oxfordindiasociety.org.uk/2013/11/11/rape-the-terrible-child-of-patriarchy/" target="_blank">Policyblog.oxfordindiasociety.org.uk: Rape the Terrible Child of Patriarchy</a><br /><a href="http://www.aljazeera.com/indepth/opinion/2013/09/patriarchy-a-losing-battle-india-2013925211223430919.html" target="_blank">Aljazeera.com: Patriarchy a Losing Battle</a><br /><a href="http://mg.co.za/article/2013-01-18-00-rape-sparks-patriarchal-backlash-in-india" target="_blank">Mail and Guardian: Rape sparks patriarchal backlash in India</a><br /><a href="http://www.du.ac.in/fileadmin/DU/Academics/course_material/hrge_06.pdf" target="_blank">Delhi University Course Material: Understanding Patriarchy</a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/vS_AqWvPAMk" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/vS_AqWvPAMk/the-upholders-of-patriarchy.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)14http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/11/the-upholders-of-patriarchy.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-5040547981493863144Mon, 14 Oct 2013 15:37:00 +00002013-11-21T20:26:57.258-05:00Personal FictionOh, Give Me A Home<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8LgHLBL7DAQ/Ulv_g8kHjYI/AAAAAAAAHF4/31qhnhU2koc/s1600/house-clipart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="208" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8LgHLBL7DAQ/Ulv_g8kHjYI/AAAAAAAAHF4/31qhnhU2koc/s320/house-clipart.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Where the deer and the antelope play;</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Where seldom is heard a discouraging word</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">And the skies are not cloudy all day.&nbsp;</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Home, home on the range,</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Where the deer and the antelope play;</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Where seldom is heard a discouraging word</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">And the skies are not cloudy all day.&nbsp;</div></div><div><div><br /></div><div>I have been singing this song for the past few days as we have been looking for a new home in Dallas. And just like each time in the past, whenever we had to change our house, I am looking for my dream home, a quaint little house beside a creek or a lake, surrounded by weeds and big trees. And where not exactly buffalos, antelopes and deer, but squirrels, rabbits, and ducks would play.&nbsp;</div><div><a name='more'></a><br /></div><div>A few weeks ago, I started my search on zillow.com in the cities of Irving and Coppell in Dallas County. For days on end, it hogged my whole attention. I forgot about Narendra Modi, Rahul Gandhi, and U.S. government shutdown. I didn't care what was happening in Syria or North Korea or Facebook. My library books expired unread. &nbsp;And by continuously clicking on the houses, I developed mild carpal tunnel syndrome. For each house that looked interesting, I had to click on scores of pictures beside the details, and of course I had to place it on Google map and check out the bird's eye view and street view.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>During this search, one house at University Hills caught my fancy and I fell in love with it. I would view two new houses and then revisit this gorgeous house again and again. It was a four-bedroom single-story house with a covered patio, small pool, and a kitchen garden in its backyard, and had an exotic street address. I was completely enamored of it.<br /><br />The neighborhood of my future home had huge mature trees, a nature park, and a nearby lake called Lake Rochelle, which was sanctuary to hordes of ducks. The only glitch was that it was built in 1970s and my husband wasn't keen on old houses. I wasn't keen on new houses either. They look like clones, completely devoid of character. The manicured lawns and the juvenile trees are equally characterless. But we made peace by deciding to fight after visiting the houses in person. I was sure the house I was pining for would be able to win the approval of my husband with its unique beauty and unusual charm.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>So one fine day we booked air tickets to Dallas and made an appointment with a realtor to show us houses during our weeklong stay. The realtor came with a binder full of houses. First she drove us to University Hills. Dallas looked lovely with its wide roads and big sky. I did not miss the forest cover of Atlanta at all. As we drove on Rochelle Boulevard along Lake Rochelle, we witnessed a heartwarming scene in the middle of the opposite road. Some eight to ten cars had come to a standstill and we discovered that they were waiting for a large brood of ducks to cross the road. This augured so well for our mission.</div><div><br />We drove through the neighborhood. Each house was different from the other. The trees had their own personalities. I could imagine the spirits of former residents hanging from their branches. The roads looked like strokes of an artist of M.F. Hussein's caliber, so unlike the roads that look like lines drawn by a child with the help of a ruler. &nbsp;</div><div><br />As our car rolled on the driveway of my object of desire, my heart palpitated with anticipation. While the sun showered photons on this gem to illuminate its beauty, the green trees captured most of the photons and veiled the house lovingly as Indian parents protect their daughters.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>The realtor opened the door for us. The interior looked much older than its virtual alter ego. It reminded me of my grandparent's now extinct home in Almora. The walls, the doors, the carpet were all worn out. The realtor drew our attention to the slight inclination in the floor, telling us that it could be due to sinking of the foundation. My husband expressed his dislike loud and clear, but made notes about everything. So I still had hope.<br /><br />I couldn't dislike the house. Once you have placed someone at an exalted position in your heart, you just can't kick them out because of their looks, fragility, or disability. We traipsed through all the rooms and went out to see the backyard. As we opened the door a big squirrel scampered across and scared me. The yard was littered with what looked like dog poop, but the realtor informed us that it was the doing of the ducks. The pool looked nice with quite a few indigenous objects floating in it. Oh, and there was a kitchen garden too. "Who has nibbled all the shoots and leaves?" I wondered aloud. And a rabbit materialized from a bush and hopped away. &nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div><br />We saw two more old houses before we decided to look up the new ones. After visiting dozens of houses during the next three days, I dishearteningly settled for a comparatively new house. "Don't worry," said the husband, "I will roam around in a buffalo costume, and we will name our grand children Deer and Antelope." Oh yes, I thought, the&nbsp;skies are not cloudy in Dallas anyway, and&nbsp;I will only have to plug my ears to block the discouraging words. So we made an offer to the owners of this new house and returned to Atlanta. But after coming back we learned that the owners had decided not to sell their house. Now if you will excuse me, I am going to browse zillow.com once again.<br /><br /><i>Picture courtesy: Er... I forgot the website I downloaded it from. It was difficult to find even a clipart of my dream home</i><br /><i>Disclaimer: The description of the old home at University Hills is partly fictional</i></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/KQDB9Emq66E" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/KQDB9Emq66E/oh-give-me-home.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)16http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/10/oh-give-me-home.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-5221742954212730037Fri, 27 Sep 2013 01:16:00 +00002013-10-14T11:40:03.810-04:00Narendra ModiPoliticsThe Speech That Cured My Modiphobia<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Until a few days ago, I used to be mighty scared of Narendra Modi. The reason behind it was that I used to watch a lot of TV, which projected Modiji as an arrogant, Muslim-hating, self-applauding, patronizing monster. It made such an adverse impact on my psyche that I started having nightmares and hallucinations. Whenever I heard the word Modi, or saw his name or picture in print, I became jittery. Even when my husband called me <i>moti</i>, I would panic for no reason.<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6EUlIYfX29g/UkSUf71OfvI/AAAAAAAAHFA/W_hh6EnC36I/s1600/Narendra+Modi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6EUlIYfX29g/UkSUf71OfvI/AAAAAAAAHFA/W_hh6EnC36I/s640/Narendra+Modi.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eek!! Why do people upload such scary pictures?? <a href="http://ibnlive.in.com/news/gujarat-polls-bjp-finds-new-narendra-modi-masks-scary-stops-their-distribution/304722-37-170.html" target="_blank">(IBNLive)</a></td></tr></tbody></table><a name='more'></a>So my doctor advised me to stop watching news, which helped reduce my phobia, but only to the extent that Baba Ramdev's medicines help cure diseases. Then my good friend suggested that I read Hanuman Chalisa everyday, which certainly did calm me down. But when Narendra Modi was announced BJP's Prime Ministrial candidate, my nightmares and hallucinations rebounded with increased ferocity. Once again my good friend came to my rescue. He sent me the following translation of one of Modiji's recent speeches. This speech has cleared a lot of misconceptions about Modiji, and for the time being, I have been cured of Modiphobia.<br /><br /><blockquote class="tr_bq">"Brothers and sisters, as all of you know, I am soon going to become the next Prime Minster of India. For that, I will need your vote and support. I want to assure you that once I become Prime Minister, I will not revert to politics of hate. I will keep religion separate from politics. If, by chance... or by design, communal riots take place anywhere in the country, the guilty would be punished without consideration of their religious affiliations. Friends, I will keep RSS and the other extremist organizations at arm's length. After all, I will be the Prime Minister of a multi-faith nation. Even Atal Bihari Bajpayeeji did not go out of the way to construct the much-promised Ram temple, even though he had mounted the throne after riding on a strong <i>mandir</i> wave.<br /><br />"Now, I could never understand why all the TV hosts are so morbidly against me. Every time I appear on a show, the host would invariably ask me if I regretted 2002 riots. Others would go on and report about the leeway and the protection that the Gujarat government had provided to the RSS rioters, and how I made Maya Kodnani a Minister for Women and Child Development despite the fact that she had actively helped Hindu rioters by handing them swords and exhorting them to attack Muslims. But now she is in jail, isn't she? So are many senior police officers. Friends, it was all to create a wave. I am not going to behave like that once I become a Prime Minister. I will stop taunting Muslims in general, and stop calling their camps child-producing centers. And there would be fair probe if Muslims or political opponents would be killed.</blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq">"Though I would strictly deal with any aggression by Pakistan, I would certainly refrain from making provocative statements. Neighbors ought to live in peace, especially those neighbors who have nuclear weapons.&nbsp;</blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq">"Friends, my only agenda would be the progress and development of our great nation. And I am sure under my rule people will become hardworking, honest, hygienic, healthy, and happy. I promise there will be less corruption, less crime, and less pollution. The air will be clean and redolent with the fragrances of <i>champa</i> and <i>chameli</i>. &nbsp;Water will taste sweet as if pumped directly from Gangotri. Men in general would stop disparaging women by continuously spouting <i>ma-ki, behen-ki </i>abuses. Finally, I will order all the Internet trolls, whether independent or from my PR agencies, to stop behaving like hordes of bees, attacking anyone who writes or talks against me. I find these trolls extremely irritating. Friends, instead of indulging in offensive and defensive strategies, let us start a positive campaign. I would welcome all forms of healthy criticism and try to learn from them so that I could atone for my mistakes and develop my character.&nbsp;</blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq">"Dear friends, please share this message with everyone you know. If one person shares this with ten of his friends or relatives, in no time, we can reach millions of people. Let us use social media to spread this message and reach out to young voters. Jai Gujarat! Jai Bharat Mata!"</blockquote><br />As I said earlier, this speech has soothed my nerves, but I am still not allowed to watch TV or browse Internet unsupervised. My doctor says that each person has a good and a bad side. And I should follow Gandhiji's philosophy of&nbsp;&nbsp;"see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil."<br /><br />Internet is an evil place with lots of fear-generating articles and videos. Please do not click on the following links if you are a nervous wreck like me.<br /><a href="http://heartranjan.wordpress.com/2013/09/17/why-im-not-orgasming-over-modi-yet/">Heartranjan's Blog: Why I'm not Orgasming over Modi yet&nbsp;</a><br /><a href="http://www.bhagwad.com/blog/2013/politics/i-wish-i-could-vote-for-the-bjp-but.html/">Bhadwad Jal Park: I Wish I Could Vote for the BJP But...</a><br /><a href="http://www.anupamtimes.com/2013/09/the-side-effects-of-modism.html" target="_blank">Anupamtimes: Facing the Music of Modi</a><br /><a href="http://www.openthemagazine.com/article/nation/know-the-man" target="_blank">Open Magazine: Know The Man</a><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TCb15I5-ujs" target="_blank">YouTube: Arundhati Roy in Chicago on Modi and the Hindu Nationalists</a><br /><b><a href="http://www.caravanmagazine.in/reportage/emperor-uncrowned" target="_blank">THE CARAVAN: The Emperor Uncrowned - The rise of Narendra Modi (an 11-page detailed essay)</a></b><br /><br />In case you come across more such articles, please help me by sharing their titles or URLs so that I can add them to this list and avoid clicking on them accidentally.&nbsp;</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/pXjCi0basio" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/pXjCi0basio/the-speech-that-cured-my-modiphobia.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)16http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/09/the-speech-that-cured-my-modiphobia.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-4173215729394563842Sun, 01 Sep 2013 19:45:00 +00002013-09-26T21:17:23.667-04:00ReligionMy Spiritual Aspirations <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Narayan, Narayan, Narayan... Hari Om, Hari Om... Indian police have arrested Sant Shri Asaram Bapuji merely on the basis of accusations of sexual assault made against him by a 16-year-old girl! Unbelievable! This sheer calumny is unquestionably the most conspicuous symptom of the degeneration of Indian culture and civilization. The only good thing that has come to the fore during this controversy is to what great extent the two main political parties and the police force fear and protect godmen like Bapuji. This intimation has been highly inspiring as I myself have been contemplating of becoming a Guru Ma. Spirituality is a highly lucrative business as opposed to blogging, which is all hard work sans pecuniary benefits.<br /><br />I have an atheist friend who says all godmen and godwomen who believe that they are God or His emissaries are psychopaths. This feels like a stab in my kidney because many times I have confided in him my desire of becoming a spiritual guru.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DsBJhka6AHo/UiOV58gQvSI/AAAAAAAAHEg/jED0TS8E45U/s1600/Guru+Ma+.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DsBJhka6AHo/UiOV58gQvSI/AAAAAAAAHEg/jED0TS8E45U/s400/Guru+Ma+.gif" width="335" /></a></div><br /><a name='more'></a>Just like the anti-Hindu media, my friend also gets hyper at the mention of Asaram Bapuji. "Should parents be allowed to take their underage children to the dens of psychopathic megalomaniacs?" he asks. "Right now we can't blame the parents of the 16-year-old as there is no law against putting one’s child in harm’s way in this manner."<br /><br />This scared me for it seemed possible that just as the death of a Delhi girl compelled the lawmakers to make tougher laws against sex crimes<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">—</span>against Indian tradition of fearing and respecting men and their masculinity<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 18.399999618530273px;">—</span>and the <a href="http://www.ndtv.com/article/india/narendra-dabholkar-murder-anti-superstition-ordinance-promulgated-in-maharashtra-409989" target="_blank">murder of Narendra Dabholkar</a>&nbsp;got the anti-black magic and anti-superstition ordinance cleared<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 18.399999618530273px;">—</span>against the Indian traditions of respecting superstitions<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">—</span><a href="http://www.ndtv.com/article/india/asaram-bapu-told-my-daughter-be-quiet-or-my-gunmen-will-kill-your-parents-father-411273" target="_blank">this mental girl from Shajahanapur</a> might propel the government to make laws criminalizing the acts of exposing children to godmen. And this fear was corroborated by my friend:<br /><br />"It is a common practice among discerning parents all over the world not to allow their underage kids to consume tobacco, drugs, alcohol, or watch violent and sexual content. Similarly, children should also be protected from the harmful effects of insane godmen."<br /><br />"What is harmful?" I asked.<br /><br />"Harmful means adverse, bad, baleful, baneful, calamitous, cataclysmic, catastrophic, consumptive, corroding, corrupting, crippling, damaging, deleterious, destructive, detrimental, dire, disadvantageous, disastrous, evil, harassing, hurtful, incendiary, injurious, inimical, internecine, malefic, malicious, malignant, menacing, mischievous, murderous, nocuous, noxious, painful, pernicious, pestiferous, pestilential, risky, ruinous, sinful, sinister, subversive, toxic, undermining, unhealthy, unsafe, unwholesome, and virulent." <i>Gosh! It looked like he had memorized a thesaurus, and he didn't stop at that.</i><br /><br />"If it is proved that Asaram Bapu had touched the minor girl inappropriately, even if to rid her of evil spirits, the best way his lawyers could save him would be by insanity plea.&nbsp;They could defend him claiming that he was suffering from mental health problem known as megalomania, so he should not be held responsible for his actions."&nbsp;<i>How absurd.</i><br /><br />"Scientific study of megalomania is still in its nascent stage. Megalomaniacs are usually charming, charismatic,&nbsp;narcissistic, power-hungry, vain, and no doubt also intelligent. They exude self-confidence and have illusions of grandiosity."&nbsp;<i>Hmm...sounds like me.</i><br /><br />"According to the neurologists, some people have dysfunctional amygdala. Amygdala, which is situated behind our eyebrows, deep in the neocortex in the temporal and frontal lobes, is responsible for psychopathic tendencies. From the two percent of the world's population that suffer from this ailment, the most cunning and intelligent ones become godmen. More research is needed to understand their minds. It would be of great service to humanity if these godmen posthumously donated their bodies, with brains intact, for scientific research.<br /><br />"Once someone is above 18 years of age, he or she, being responsible for his or her own life, should be free to follow any godman. They should be as free to believe the flagrant lies of any of the godmen, godwomen, gurus, gurumas, babas, swamis, pandits, priests, or maulavis, as to enjoy tobacco, alcohol, and marijuana, but it would be better if we protected our under-age children from the harmful effects."<br /><br />Harmful? I didn't ask aloud this time. Narayan, Narayan, Narayan... Hari Om, Hari Om... What an obnoxious bunch of people these atheists are. Another famous atheist Richard Dawkins says that&nbsp;<a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2312813/Richard-Dawkins-Forcing-religion-children-child-abuse-claims-atheist-professor.html" target="_blank">forcing a religion on one's children is as bad as child abuse</a>.<br /><br />Meanwhile, I have been memorizing quotable quotes from the texts of the major religions to&nbsp;get started in the business of spirituality. I feel frustrated doing ordinary things in life because I know I have a higher calling. After becoming a Guru Ma, my first job would be to rid the devilish spirits residing in the body of my atheist friend.<br /><br /><i>Related:</i><br /><i>Source of the scientific facts attributed to the atheist friend -&nbsp;<a href="http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/engineering-the-brain/201106/the-mind-dictator" target="_blank">Psychology Today: Engineering the Brain</a></i><br /><i>DNA: <a href="http://www.dnaindia.com/india/1882920/report-asaram-bapu-a-guru-of-controversies" target="_blank">Asaram Bapu: A guru of controversies</a></i><br /><i>OPEN MAGAZINE: <a href="http://www.openthemagazine.com/article/nation/the-dark-side-of-asaram-bapu">The dark side of Asaram Bapu</a></i><br /><i>THE WASHINGTON POST: <a href="http://articles.washingtonpost.com/2011-07-12/world/35266900_1_godmen-gold-and-silver-baba-ramdev" target="_blank">India's Godmen face questions about wealth</a></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/5nQdYDvMbe0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/5nQdYDvMbe0/my-spiritual-aspirations.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)24http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/09/my-spiritual-aspirations.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-8738138023118898514Thu, 08 Aug 2013 16:54:00 +00002013-09-01T15:47:01.521-04:00MoviesStoryThe Engineer <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xPhB455pUvw/UgPEhdCGV2I/AAAAAAAAHDw/cD5Zrko0hAk/s1600/B.A.+Pass.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xPhB455pUvw/UgPEhdCGV2I/AAAAAAAAHDw/cD5Zrko0hAk/s200/B.A.+Pass.jpg" width="184" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: right;">via Wikimedia</div></td></tr></tbody></table>I lay in my bedroom, the space I occupied in a rented portion of a house in posh Vasant Kunj in New Delhi. It was dark because I had switched off the lights. The AC was whirring at the window. It was Friday night and I had just returned after watching a movie, <i>B.A. Pass</i>. Life, which had seemed utterly hopeless until yesterday, looked full of possibilities.<br /><br />Though the movie genre was advertised as <i>film&nbsp;noir, </i>to&nbsp;me it seemed&nbsp;<i>film clair</i> or <i>film blanc</i>. It threw floodlight on Delhi women. For a while, I browsed the FB profiles of lots of aunties and decided to stop chasing that office colleague, who showed a lot of <i>bhav. </i>Loved, loved, loved the movie! Sarika Aunty was fab<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">—</span>bold and beautiful. Why, in the beginning she absolutely resembled Savita Bhabhi. What a coincidence that the aunty who lived two houses away on the opposite side of the road was named Sarita. But I corrected myself that I shouldn't call her aunty, as I wasn't a student anymore. <i>Should I call her bhabhiji? </i>Sounded old-fashioned, so I decided to stick to Sarita ji.<br /><a name='more'></a><br />I had seen Sarita ji many times from a distance with her two school-going kids tagging behind her, but had met her in person only a few days ago at a get-together at another neighbor's house. While all the other aunties were busy exchanging notes on clothes and jewelry, she was kind enough to inquire about my well-being. I really liked her sophisticated way of carrying herself. She gulped plate after plate, but gave the illusion of eating like a bird. Her elegant <i>sari</i>&nbsp;covered all the bulges, and my eyes couldn't go past her bejeweled hands and face. She kept arranging her hair that covered both sides of her face with the white tips of her fingernails.<br /><br />Once I tried to move away from her, but the enigmatic smell of her perfume pulled me back and I found myself in her company for the rest of the evening. Why, she was greatly impressed that I was an engineer. I supposed her husband was a businessman until she introduced him to me, saying, "He is also an engineer, but is useless at home." Her motherly admonitions in flirtatious voice completely enamored me.<br /><br />And then in the coming days we kept on crossing our paths. One day, we were face to face at our Mother Dairy's vegetable store. She taught me how to pick tender <i>bhindis</i> and solid tomatoes and asked me to drop by for tea any day.<br /><br />So the next day after watching <i>B.A. Pass</i>, I went for tea to her house and there was no looking back. It became my daily routine to stop at her place after work before coming home. When I hit the sack at night, my whole body would ache and my hands bruised and fingers sore. Even then, I looked forward to visiting her. I was an electronics engineer, but she made me fix many of her electrical appliances, from toaster to ceiling fan, all the while saying that her husband was a useless engineer. I even fixed her leaking toilet flush, and then a fallen curtain rod, and then a broken chair, the list is endless. I sharpened her knives and scissors. In the process got cuts and bruises on my hands. And then she also asked me to help her son with his math homework.<br /><br />On the fifth day, I was exhausted, so I came straight home after work, and was embedded in my bed when I heard Sarita Aunty's son asking, "Is Bhaiyya there?"<br /><br />I told Chhotu, the teenage boy who came to clean my room, to tell him that I was not at home. Chhotu made him go away and then entered the room saying, "You should keep away from that aunty. She calls everyone <i>bhaiyya</i> and makes them work for free. The previous tenant was fired from his job because he bunked office and spent a week decorating the aunty's house for her son's birthday party."<br /><br />The next day, I saw her at Mother Dairy. Although I thought I avoided her successfully, I overheard her complaining to someone, "There's something in the grain of our home. Even the dogs that eat our <i>rotis</i> become unfaithful."<br /><br /><i>Related:<br />Wikipedia: 2013 Movie &nbsp;<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/B.A._Pass" target="_blank">B.A. Pass</a></i><br /><i>Google Books: The story on which the movie is based:&nbsp;<a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=TEannBA348gC&amp;pg=PA125&amp;dq=railway+aunty+by+mohan+sikka&amp;hl=en&amp;sa=X&amp;ei=gBcDUsymC4qk9ATOlIHwCg&amp;ved=0CC8Q6AEwAA#v=onepage&amp;q=railway%20aunty%20by%20mohan%20sikka&amp;f=false" target="_blank">The Railway Aunty by Mohan Sikka</a></i><br /><i>Open Magazine: The story behind the story: <a href="http://www.openthemagazine.com/article/arts-letters/coming-out-in-celluloid" target="_blank">Coming Out In Celluloid by Mohan Sikka</a></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/EirUNV7V1ZA" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/EirUNV7V1ZA/the-engineer.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)22http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/08/the-engineer.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-9004708943679210384Fri, 26 Jul 2013 17:47:00 +00002013-08-08T12:56:48.149-04:00Personal FictionPictorialWriter's Bullocks<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I am not able to conjure up new posts at my will these days. It has become difficult to write humor and satire amid so much death, destruction, and depravity. It stresses me out when I can’t write. When I told all this to a friend, she opined that I must be having writer’s bullock. Initially, I did not understand her, but when I contemplated on it later, the picture became clear. Writers should have unicorns, flying horses, birds-of-paradise, butterflies, and so on. Bullocks are for farmers and village people. When a writer has bullocks, he or she cannot write.<br /><br />In my imagination I saw two bullocks and they were not allowing me to write. They had a cartload of books, and implied that until I read all those books, they were not going to leave me. I considered it a pleasant break from the nerve-racking 24-hour news grind, which is then magnified by bloggers, and then further bombarded by Facebook and Twitter friends.<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-omPwB6NRtCs/UfKsqIqM27I/AAAAAAAAHDI/jNreJay-8fY/s1600/Writers'+Bullocks.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="435" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-omPwB6NRtCs/UfKsqIqM27I/AAAAAAAAHDI/jNreJay-8fY/s640/Writers'+Bullocks.png" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Writer's Bullocks</td></tr></tbody></table><a name='more'></a>After going through a couple of lovely novels, I picked up <i>The Last Mughal</i> by William Dalrymple. It was an action-packed thriller with first-hand reports and direct quotes from the people who had witnessed and participated in the 1857 revolt and its suppression. And when I finished reading the book, I was exhausted and depressed by the exploits of the <i>sepoys</i> and the British soldiers. The book presented horrifying accounts of killings by swords, guns, and hangings. At the end, the whole city of Delhi was destroyed; its streets awash with blood, and piled with dead bodies, all the inhabitants either dead or ousted. Many more starved and died in the wilderness outside the city wall.<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xxg3Qm0nb8s/UfKuP91RndI/AAAAAAAAHDY/FAyATnXFGAA/s1600/delhi-map1857.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="465" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xxg3Qm0nb8s/UfKuP91RndI/AAAAAAAAHDY/FAyATnXFGAA/s640/delhi-map1857.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The City of Delhi, 1857 (via&nbsp;<a href="http://www.britishempire.co.uk/images4/delhifullmap1857.jpg">britishempire.co.uk</a>)</td></tr></tbody></table><br />This was far far worse than any recent tragedy. The book has left me very sad and dejected, giving me nightmares. I have now decided to pick up a lighter book.<br /><br />I suppose, until I don’t read all the books in the cart, the bullocks are not going to leave me. Hence in the coming days, I will be less active in the blogosphere.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/G3EcgICXn2E" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/G3EcgICXn2E/writers-bullocks.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)28http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/07/writers-bullocks.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-6214118219971268401Thu, 18 Jul 2013 01:00:00 +00002014-12-29T10:39:27.648-05:00MoviesTop Dance NumbersTop Bollywood Dance Numbers Of 2013<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><b>Updated on 29 December 2013</b></span><br /><span style="color: #cc0000;"><b><br /></b></span> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cKYfPnf8gjU/UechmUHT3EI/AAAAAAAAG80/NvJarjTwoiw/s1600/Badtameez-dil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cKYfPnf8gjU/UechmUHT3EI/AAAAAAAAG80/NvJarjTwoiw/s320/Badtameez-dil.jpg" height="168" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A still from Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani via&nbsp;<a href="http://www.topnews.in/ranbirs-badtameez-dil-moves-remind-shammi-kapoor-2376445">topnews.com</a></td></tr></tbody></table><b>1. Lungi Dance from&nbsp;<i>Chennai Express,</i>&nbsp;featuring Deepika Padukone and Shah Rukh Khan:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2kWLyInyjOE" width="600"></iframe><br /><div><br /></div><a name='more'></a><b>2. Badtameez Dil from <i>Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani,&nbsp;</i>featuring Ranbir Kapoor and Deepika Padukone:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/II2EO3Nw4m0?rel=0&amp;start=42&amp;end=&amp;autoplay=0" width="600"></iframe><br /><br /><b>3. Party All Night from <i>Boss</i>, featuring Akshay Kumar and Sonakshi Sinha:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/NO2R_vOPrYo" width="600"></iframe><br /><br /><b>4. Maston ka Jhund from <i>Bhaag Milkha Bhaag</i> featuring Farkhan Akhtar:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/3_OKOmTC42A" width="600"></iframe><br /><br /><b>5. Gandi Baat from <i>R... Rajkumar, </i>featuring Shahid Kapoor, Sonakshi Sinha, and Prabhu Deva</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/hXHoeO9o0ZE" width="600"></iframe><br /><br /><b>6. Balam Pichkari from <i>Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani, </i>featuring Ranbir Kapur, Deepika Padukone, Aditya Roy Kapur, and Kalki Koechlin:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/4hoiwi3tE6w?" width="600"></iframe><br /><br /><b>7. Saree Ke Fall Sa from <i>R... Rajkumar,</i> featuring Shahid Kapoor and Sonakshi Sinha:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/n3sYq4Y9hIQ" width="600"></iframe><br /><br /><b>8. Hookah Bar from Khiladi 786, featuring Akshay Kumar and Asin:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/AihilcnejBA" width="600"></iframe><br /><br /><b>9. Tooh from <i>Gori Tere Pyar Mein,</i> featuring Imran Khan and Kareena Kapoor:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/D3PqPbtSp_o" width="600"></iframe><br /><br /><b>10. Sunny Sunny from <i>Yaariyan</i> featuring Honey Yo Yo Singh:</b><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/62g9Mhe5tPQ" width="600"></iframe><br /><br /><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ju12RhZFGRo" target="_blank"><b>11. Tamanche Pe Disco from <i>Bullet Raja,</i> featuring Saif Ali Khan and Sonakshi Sinha</b></a><br /><br /><b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=caoGNx1LF2Q" target="_blank">12. Ghaghra from <i>Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani,&nbsp;</i>featuring Madhuri Dixit and Ranbir Kapoor</a></b><br /><br /><b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fxJ1oLv4FDQ" target="_blank">13. Tu Mere Agal Bagal Hai from <i>Phata Poster Nikla Hero</i>, featuring Shahid Kapoor and Ileana D'Cruz</a></b><br /><br /><b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1cDoRqPnCXU" target="_blank">14. Dilli Waali Girlfriend from&nbsp;<i>Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani, </i>featuring Ranbir Kapoor and Deepika Padukone</a></b><br /><br /><b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HFBqPtWj8p8" target="_blank">15. Raghupati Raghav Rajaram from <i>Krrish 3 </i>featuring Hrithik Roshan and Priyanka Chopra</a></b><br /><br /><b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XE5pvFV6zgM" target="_blank">16. Boss title song from <i>Boss</i>, featuring Akshay Kumar</a></b><br /><br /><b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tuSeSinjadU" target="_blank">17. Oye Boy Charlie from <i>Matru Ki Bijlee Ka Mandola</i>, featuring Anushka Sharma, Imran Khan, and Pankaj Kapur</a></b><br /><br /><b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UmCnGpaSarQ" target="_blank">18. One Two Three Four from <i>Chennai Express</i>, featuring Shah Rukh Khan and Priyamani</a></b><br /><br /><b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;v=1ERdrUIU_20" target="_blank">19. Punjabiyaan Di Battery from&nbsp;<i>Mere Dad Ki Maruti,</i>&nbsp;featuring Saqib Saleem and Ram Kapoor:</a></b><br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iTPVQtNT10w" style="font-weight: bold;" target="_blank">20. Kaise Bani Kaise Bani, Fullouri Bina Chutney Kaise Bani from&nbsp;<i>Dabangg 2&nbsp;</i>, featuring Salman Khan</a><br /><br /><b><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xjGV8CThyGg&amp;list=PLRrFsel4K9l7hcs3shS4FPIZ65NN6gKGX" target="_blank">21. Dhak Dhak Karne Laga from <i>Nautanki Sala</i>,&nbsp;featuring&nbsp;Ayushmann Khurrana, Kunaal Roy Kapur, Pooja Salvi, Gaelyn Mendonca, Evelyn Sharma</a></b><br /><br /><b><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=219K6griCwQ&amp;list=PLRrFsel4K9l7hcs3shS4FPIZ65NN6gKGX" target="_blank">22. Jhooth Boliya from <i>Jolly LLB, </i>featuring&nbsp;Arshad Warsi, Amrita Rao, and Boman Irani&nbsp;</a></b><br /><br /><b><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;v=Nrzy5UQZWOg&amp;list=PLRrFsel4K9l7hcs3shS4FPIZ65NN6gKGX" target="_blank">23.&nbsp;Babli Badmash from&nbsp;<i>Shootout At Wadala</i>, featuring Priyanka Chopra</a></b><br /><br /><b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qMW-7n8eII" target="_blank">24. Lut Gaye Tere Mohalle from <i>Besharam,</i> featuring Ranbir Kapoor and Pallavi Sharda</a></b><br /><b><br /></b><b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cLIQzxgFeNE" target="_blank">25. Nagada Song Dhol from <i>Goliyon Ki Raasleela Ram-leela</i> featuring the Deepika Padukone and Ranveer Singh</a><span style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 17px;"><br /></span></span> </b><br /><br /><b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DGk2hPtkvsM&amp;list=PLRrFsel4K9l7hcs3shS4FPIZ65NN6gKGX" target="_blank">26. Nagin song from <i>Bajate Raho</i></a></b><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b>You can play all these songs and more nonstop as a<a href="http://www.youtube.com/playlist?feature=edit_ok&amp;list=PLRrFsel4K9l7hcs3shS4FPIZ65NN6gKGX"> Playlist on YouTube.</a>&nbsp;</b></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><b>Related Posts:</b><br /><b><a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2012/07/top-bollywood-dance-numbers-of-2012.html" target="_blank">Top Bollywood Dance Numbers of 2012</a></b><br /><a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2011/07/top-bollywood-dance-numbers-of-2011.html" target="_blank">Top Bollywood Dance Numbers of 2011</a><br /><a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2010/12/grist-mill-top-10-hindi-dance-numbers.html">Top 10 Hindi Dance Numbers Of the Decade</a><br /><a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2010/08/midyear-update-top-bollywood-dance.html">Top Bollywood Dance Numbers Of 2010</a><br /><a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2009/12/top-ten-hindi-dance-numbers-of-2009-and.html">Top 10 Hindi Dance Numbers Of 2009</a><br /><br /><b>Tags:</b>&nbsp;India, Indian, Hit dance song list, Hindi movies, Bollywood songs, Hindi Songs, Year 2013, Top dance numbers, Top 10, Top 50, Best dance tracks, New Year's Eve, Party Playlist</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/aBd93Flxp_0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/aBd93Flxp_0/top-bollywood-dance-numbers-of-2013.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)16http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/07/top-bollywood-dance-numbers-of-2013.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-7685494554303934920Wed, 10 Jul 2013 22:45:00 +00002017-04-12T09:54:31.044-04:00HilariousInternationalTips and AdviceTips And Advice For A Better Life<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ue7vScZPT4Y/TQwfnSWbFQI/AAAAAAAAB5A/65T04upRltI/s1600/the+expert+is+in.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ue7vScZPT4Y/TQwfnSWbFQI/AAAAAAAAB5A/65T04upRltI/s1600/the+expert+is+in.jpg" /></a></div>I know people never learn from other people’s mistakes, even then I consider it my duty to share a few pearls of wisdom that I have gained from my mistakes and my friend's mistake from time to time. I promise, if you follow the following tips, efficiency and happiness will become your slaves.<br /><br /><b>1.&nbsp;</b><b>Avoid using an iPad or a laptop computer as a chopping board:&nbsp;</b>Until someone invents waterproof laptops and tablets made from food-grade material, it is best not to use them as cutting boards in your kitchen.<b>&nbsp;</b><br /><b><br /></b><b>2. Never cut vegetables with the blunt side of a knife:</b> A knife has two sides—a sharp side and a blunt side. If you cut vegetables with the blunt side, it will take a long time to complete the task. Besides, the area of the blunt side being more than that of the sharp side and pressure being inversely proportional to area <i>(pressure = force/area),&nbsp;</i>you will have to apply more pressure while cutting vegetables or meat.<br /><a name='more'></a>Continuous exertion of more pressure will not only tire you soon enough, but it might cause you financial setback. Sometimes, while cutting fruits and vegetables, many people put pressure on the knife with their other hand, in such situations, there is a high probability of the fingers of the other hand being chopped off. A knife is an inanimate object and it doesn't differentiate between fingers and vegetables. If your guests find fingers in their food they will not hesitate to sue you and extort money.<br /><br /><b>3. While using products with spray mechanism,</b> you have to keep in mind whether it is a household cleaning product like a disinfectant or a bleach, or a personal grooming product such as a deodorant or a perfume. In the former case, you need to keep the nozzle away from you; and in the latter case, you have to keep the small spray outlet in the direction of your body. I have seen people whose bathrooms smell of strong perfume and clothes are discolored or burnt from bleach and acid. Only a few brave hearts can carry the aftermath of this act with aplomb; most of the time, people are not ready to embrace the consequences of breaking conventions, so it would be better to follow this rule.<br /><br /><b>4. Shaving cream/face cream vs. toothpaste:</b> You should be literate enough to differentiate between these products. Many people go to work with toothpaste applied on their faces. I knew a friend who used to buy Vicco Turmeric products, and oftentimes she would put toothpaste on her face and brush her teeth with the face cream. Now, face creams do not have the property of killing 99.9% bacteria, which made her mouth a hot spot for bacterial colonization. <br /><br /><b>5. Never keep peeled garlic in a cashew jar:</b> It is a good habit to reuse old jars and bottles, but it is best to avoid using an old jar plastered with its original label for an almost similar product. For example, imagine you have stored peeled garlic in an empty cashew jar. After a few days, you venture into the kitchen, looking for cashews. You automatically open the jar with peeled garlic and take out a handful, chew them heartily, sip your favorite drink, and go out to meet your friends. Now you notice that all your friends are trying to keep a distance from you; even your girlfriend preferring to chat with someone else. If this continues for a couple of days, there’s a strong possibility that you will fall into depression without knowing the root cause.<br /><br /><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 17.27272605895996px; line-height: 21.81818199157715px;">Picture Courtesy<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">&nbsp;<a href="http://www.chumpysclipart.com/" rel="”nofollow”" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">Chumpy's Clip Art</span></a></span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/gPGXvX5ynW4" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/gPGXvX5ynW4/tips-and-advice-for-better-life.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)28http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/07/tips-and-advice-for-better-life.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-655210419047162963Wed, 03 Jul 2013 17:15:00 +00002013-08-01T22:52:14.538-04:00Popular PostsMy Native Land: Uttarakhand<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><i>Although the recent floods and landslides in Uttarakhand have put the state in the headlines, the local people have suffered unimaginable loss of life and livelihood. Uttarakhand Mandal of America (UMA) is working towards rehabilitating at least 2000 affected families. Your donations are most welcome. Please visit<a href="http://www.umaus.org/"><b>&nbsp;UMA website </b></a>to learn more.</i><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S4FiDSATExc/UdReNTiA_2I/AAAAAAAAGhw/UgUWWdSjajI/s280/Uttarakhand+map.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="330" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S4FiDSATExc/UdReNTiA_2I/AAAAAAAAGhw/UgUWWdSjajI/s400/Uttarakhand+map.png" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><a href="http://uttarakhand.org/library/maps/">Map via uttarakhand.org</a></i></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><a name='more'></a><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMY54f-z-ss/UdRdNeua95I/AAAAAAAAGhk/NT3_Kbvkqa8/s700/Map_Uttarakhand_Affected_Areas.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMY54f-z-ss/UdRdNeua95I/AAAAAAAAGhk/NT3_Kbvkqa8/s400/Map_Uttarakhand_Affected_Areas.png" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Uttarakhand affected areas&nbsp;<a href="http://www.ndtv.com/article/india/uttarakhand-50-000-still-stranded-see-today-s-over-view-382646">via ndtv.com</a></i></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Until a couple of weeks ago, if I told someone that I was from Uttarakhand, I usually drew a blank from them. Not many people were aware of this relatively new hill state which was carved out from Uttar Pradesh. I had to name a few popular destinations to exact some recognition. <br /><br />If the names worked, I thanked the British for developing those hill stations, such as Nainital, Almora, Mussoorie. I also felt deeply indebted to Adi Shankaracharya and other religious scholars for fooling people into believing that places like Kedarnath, Badrinath, Hemkunt Sahib, etc. were God’s abodes and visiting them washed away their sins and brought happiness and prosperity into their lives. <br /><br />Still most of the time, my inquisitive friends couldn't place Uttarakhand on the map of India. But the scenario has completely changed after the disaster struck the state on June 16th. I doubt if there is any Indian who has not watched the mayhem on the TV or computer screen. For providing such recognition to my native state, I will be eternally grateful to the Uttarakhand government, the central government, the politicians (including Fekuji and Pappuji), the bureaucrats, the builders/developers, and the miners besides the tourists/pilgrims and the locals. It has certainly been a joint effort. And really, what have the Army and Air Force been doing in Uttarakhand? Aren't they supposed to cut the heads and kick the asses of Pakistanis and Chinese at the border?<br /><br />Though I am also a little disappointed with international media as they had not covered this disaster in its full glory, I am hopeful that the state of Uttarakhand will step up its deforestation activities for bigger and better land slides in future, and build more temples, hotels, and lodges on the river beds. We certainly need more temples and fewer trees to cleanse our souls. Let’s continue clearing the forests for this purpose. <br /><br />Most importantly, the government needs to shut up the environmentalists and scientists&nbsp;<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">–&nbsp;</span>the oracles of doom&nbsp;<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">–&nbsp;</span>once and for all. Otherwise they will impose strict laws on residents, tourists and pilgrims. Watch this documentary uploaded in four parts on YouTube to learn how certain environmentalists have been trying to keep the Himalayan region backward and uneventful.<br /><br /><b>Himalayan Environment Trust: Part 1</b><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="450" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/pJ9oHvvA4IY" width="600"></iframe><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><b>Part 2</b><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="450" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/VYNwYT_svM8" width="600"></iframe><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><b>Part 3</b><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="450" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/2tRpMQw2u6I" width="600"></iframe><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><b>Part 4</b><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="450" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/-7mDosb9GoE" width="600"></iframe></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>Related:&nbsp;</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.thehindu.com/opinion/op-ed/nature-avenges-its-exploitation/article4834480.ece"><i>THE HINDU: Nature avenges its exploitation</i></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><a href="http://india.blogs.nytimes.com/2013/06/22/when-the-himalayas-poured/?_r=0">THE NEW YORK TIMES: When the Himalayas Poured</a></i><br /><i><a href="http://www.umaus.org/">Uttarakhand Mandal of America (UMA)</a></i></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/JmP7O7j9XRU" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/JmP7O7j9XRU/my-native-land-uttarakhand.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)12http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/07/my-native-land-uttarakhand.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-6540888108601100275Tue, 18 Jun 2013 00:26:00 +00002013-08-01T22:52:57.234-04:00FantabulousFather’s Day Messages From The Web<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-weVauszyrU4/Ub-TIU9FkiI/AAAAAAAAGhA/rOyYdUt-2Lk/s1600/Fathers_Day.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-weVauszyrU4/Ub-TIU9FkiI/AAAAAAAAGhA/rOyYdUt-2Lk/s200/Fathers_Day.gif" width="192" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">(via funmunch.com)&nbsp;</td></tr></tbody></table>Father’s Day was celebrated on June 16th this year. Fathers are held in high regard in India, and command great respect. As the head of a family, a father has to work hard to provide for his brood. Unlike their counterparts in the other parts of the world, most Indian fathers do not stop caring for their offspring even after they acquire adulthood. I have come across on my timeline many wonderful pictures and sincere, heartfelt outpourings of sons and daughters honoring and extolling the virtues of their dads. I am sharing a few inspiring posts which can be copied and sent to fathers in case someone falls short of words next time. I have edited these slightly for the sake of clarity.<br /><br /><a name='more'></a><b>1. This message was posted by a bright son studying in a reputed university: </b> Dear Dad, I take this opportunity to thank you for always supporting me and sis in our studies. I am particularly in awe of the way you have molded Mum to slave for our family. When we are at home, we never even have to pour a glass of water for ourselves. She picks up our undergarments after we have our baths. Mum was quite young when she got married. Instead of encouraging her to work, or letting her waste time on studying or developing some hobby, you dealt firmly with her and kept her busy with the housework. Which made her happily forget that she is an individual too. Now she finds joy only in our achievements. Thank you for providing us such an environment. It has certainly been conducive to our well-being and studies. I owe all my success to you!<br /><br /><b>2. Message from a happily married son:</b> Happy Father’s Day, Dad! Thank you for all that you have done for me in life. I could not have found a wife without your help. Though my wife and I are incompatible in every way, I am happy that you made sure that our horoscopes were a perfect match. Whenever I look around the house, the furniture reminds me of you. Even though it was given by the father-in-law, you were the one who negotiated tough and got that miser to loosen his purse strings. I hope you and Mom keep pressure on him so that he gives a generous gift on our first wedding anniversary. Love you Dad!<br /><br /><b>3. Message from a well-protected son: </b>Happy Father’s day, Papa! Your daughter-in-law keeps pestering me to live independently, but I will live and die, serving you and Mummyji! Can you increase my monthly allowance by 5,000 rupees?<br /><br /><b>4. Message from a pervert son:</b> Dad, you are the best! When that girl from Sector 2 complained that I misbehaved with her, you sent her home after giving a lecture on modesty. And when sister complains that I flash and grope her, you save me by saying that it is impossible. Thank you for your constant support!<br /><br /><b>5. Message from a well-protected daughter: </b>Dear Dad, thank you for keeping us sisters safe and well-protected during our growing years. You rightly discontinued my studies for fear of my getting morally corrupted in college. I didn't understand your anxieties back then, but now I know how much our family’s honor means to you. Though I couldn't learn any life skills, I am proud that I come from an honorable family. Thank you for instilling right values in us.<br /><br /><b>6. Message from a well-settled daughter:</b> Happy Father’s Day, Dad! I miss you a lot. I am very happy here. My in-laws keep praising you in front of everyone for the wonderful wedding arrangements, and only in private do they recount the shortcomings. It doesn't matter much. I am very happy here. The husband didn't let me call you today. Hope you had a great day! <br /><br /><b>Such fatherly virtues </b>are worth emulating by the newer generation which is found belittling our culture and traditions. We should not forget that our fathers' generation has worked hard to make our country a great nation. Their exemplary behavior has subconsciously taught us how to appreciate <i>upar ki kamai,</i>&nbsp;the under-the-table income, and how to keep mothers, sisters, wives, and daughters subdued and safe.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/u39MIgGpkn8" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/u39MIgGpkn8/fathers-day-messages-from-web.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)25http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/06/fathers-day-messages-from-web.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-4407491296154610894Wed, 05 Jun 2013 15:55:00 +00002014-08-30T14:22:12.813-04:00AwesomeInternationalPersonal FictionSpicy Confessions<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">There was a time when I used to be as arrogant as the people who pepper their speech with obscenities and look down upon others who don't use foul language. Not that I knew I was arrogant; I merely considered myself superior to others on the virtue of my ability to eat extremely spicy food.<br /><br />I learned from the health articles that contrary to some popular misconceptions, there weren't any evidence that chilies—red or green—caused slightest harm to our bodies or digestive tracks. Rather, chili peppers, along with other spices, stimulated our taste buds and produced saliva and other gastric juices, which helped in digestion. I found out that chilies had high vitamin C content and were low in fat and calories. In fact, a bowl full of chilies had 2.5 times more vitamin C than a bowl full of citrus fruits. Hot food kept our bodies cool in hot climate, and spices were natural food preservatives.<br /><a name='more'></a><br /><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D67fNTNEDlI/Ua9KpdlhmXI/AAAAAAAAGFk/02gXWSylvmo/s1600/Chili-Peppers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D67fNTNEDlI/Ua9KpdlhmXI/AAAAAAAAGFk/02gXWSylvmo/s320/Chili-Peppers.jpg" height="199" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">(via wonderopolis.org; link at the end of the post)</td></tr></tbody></table>Armed with such knowledge, why wouldn't I feel smug and supercilious? I used to look at the people who couldn't eat spicy food—the bland people—with disdain and contempt. I thought they were timid and unadventurous. Whenever I invited such friends over meals, I would never make any effort to tone down my curries on the Scoville scale. Rather, I made my friends sweat, so that they could get accustomed to spicy food. This was all done with good intentions.<br /><br />Then one fine day as I sat down to eat <i>bhelpuri </i>(a spicy trail mix) for evening snacks, I felt some irritation in my mouth. The irritation soon turned into an extreme burning sensation. The delicacy began to scrape my mouth as if it were made of glass shards. I finished my bowl full of <i>bhelpuri</i> with great difficulty. After that I tried to soothe the hurt with cold water. It felt a little better, but as soon as I would put anything in my mouth the sores would hurt. <br /><br />And then it was time to make dinner. My husband and I usually work together in the kitchen, but that day I was exhausted from pain, which also gave me headache, so I declared myself incapacitated.<br /><br />“You don’t have to cook with your head,” said the husband.<br /><br />Despite such a romantic gesture, I declined to be lured into the kitchen. The husband made<i>&nbsp;arhar dal</i>, rice, <i>alu-gobhi</i>&nbsp;and <i>rotis</i>. When we sat down to eat, as soon as I took a bite, the food began riotous Occupy movement in my mouth. The husband revealed that he had added extra chili powder while cooking because he believed poison was the best antidote to poison.<br /><br />I peremptorily dismissed his reasoning and tried to curb my hunger with curd and rice. For the next three days I made him finish the food he had cooked, while I survived on bland food.<br /><br />While going through this tribulation, I realized how bland people might have felt eating spicy food at my home. My heart was filled with remorse. I regretted serving them food laden with red chilies, green chilies, and black pepper, and decided to be more considerate henceforth.<br /><br />Right now, I am recuperating from mouth sores. I am not sure how long my regret would last. After all chili peppers have so many health benefits. Did I tell you that consumption of chili peppers produces endorphins, the natural opiates, which are also released when you exercise or you are in love, in your bodies? Yes, the same endorphins that staves off depression and makes us happy.<br /><br /><i><span style="color: #990000;">Update</span>: My mouth sores have healed completely so has my conscience and I am back with good intentions.</i><br /><br /><i>Related:</i><br /><a href="http://science.howstuffworks.com/life/endorphins.htm"><i>HowStuffWorks: What Are Endorphins&nbsp;</i></a><br /><a href="http://wonderopolis.org/wonder/why-are-chili-peppers-so-spicy/"><i>Wonderopolice.org: Why Are Chili Peppers So Spicy</i></a><br /><a href="http://www.nytimes.com/1983/09/21/garden/eating-spicy-food-what-are-the-effects.html"><i>The New York Times: Eating Spicy Food: What Are The Effects</i></a><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/XnDH9qfeRkM" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/XnDH9qfeRkM/spicy-confessions.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)18http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/06/spicy-confessions.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-3941591213881542848Thu, 30 May 2013 19:34:00 +00002013-08-01T22:55:00.580-04:00PoliticsPopular PostsOn Lingerie Mannequin Ban<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><b>Ritu Tawade: The Great Savior Of Indian Men</b><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="400" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NCFIUsytQPM" width="600"></iframe><br /><br />All of us know how India has acquired the disgraceful distinction of a rape country. I am not very much concerned about the women who are raped, assaulted, or sexually harassed, as it is one of the duties of <b>most</b> Indian women to sacrifice everything and suffer silently to keep the men folk happy. Rather, I am aghast at the bad reputation of our great nation and our men in general. These days, people all over the world think that all Indian men are rapists.<br /><a name='more'></a><br />So I was overjoyed when I learned that someone has come forward to the rescue of Indian men. <b>Madam Ritu Tawade</b>, a BJP corporator in Mumbai, tells us that the reason behind the rise in sex related crimes these days is the display of lingerie or undergarments on mannequins. She proposed a ban on lingerie mannequins and the 227 members of the Brihanmumbai Municipal Corporation (BMC) unanimously supported her. <br /><br />Madam Tawade is also against lingerie advertisements on TV, in newspapers and on billboards or hoardings. Poor men! They are constantly bombarded and aroused by the sexualized mannequins, images, item numbers, and common women on the streets, and provoked to commit rape. <br /><br />Instead of blaming our boys and the men for their lack of respect for women and sex crimes, we should provide them with clean surroundings so that they are not tempted to play with dirt.<br /><br />Kudos to Madam Ritu Tawade and her supporters in the Bharatiya Janata Party (BJP) for taking <a href="http://www.ndtv.com/article/cities/after-lingerie-mannequin-ban-mumbai-politicians-want-ban-on-lingerie-ads-too-372484">this great initiative.</a><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ooW3d0Gxl4I/Uaecl7_mzQI/AAAAAAAAGFU/mnqdhXXnAfM/s1600/lingerie+mannequin+ban.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ooW3d0Gxl4I/Uaecl7_mzQI/AAAAAAAAGFU/mnqdhXXnAfM/s320/lingerie+mannequin+ban.png" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><b>I want to propose a few more measures to clear the dirt from our society.</b><br /><br /><b>1. The police force should be sensitized about Indian men’s precarious situation.</b>&nbsp;Innocent men are constantly aroused and tempted by the sexualized surroundings. Therefore, a rapist should be dealt with compassion, but the one who corrupts his mind—the lingerie seller of his neighborhood—should be punished severely.<br /><br /><b>2. The elitist media should be banned </b>from promoting the western notions of gender equality and women’s freedom. <br /><br /><b>3. After banning the lingerie advertisements</b> on TV, in newspapers and on billboards or hoardings, the government should censor all the vulgar images on the net originating from India or abroad. They should follow the Saudi model of blackening women’s exposed body parts in still images and in movie frames.<br /><br /><b>4. Erotic sculptures,</b> like the ones found at Ajanta, Ellora and Khajuraho, should be cemented and painted for the sake of decency.<br /><br /><b>5. Even though most of the women in our country are forced</b> to dress conservatively, and are ordered to keep distance from men, they are still able to tempt men and turn them into rapists. Therefore women need to take some extra precautions. I can think of only one surefire solution to save our men from violating women’s bodies. Get all the women to stitch up their vaginas and cut off their breasts. Off with the roots of all evil. <br /><br />The BJP leaders and other Sena leaders who want to clean up our society to make it morally upright should lead by example.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/DzifGocQ1jU" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/DzifGocQ1jU/on-lingerie-mannequin-ban.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)28http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/05/on-lingerie-mannequin-ban.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-4478616963757585832Fri, 17 May 2013 12:25:00 +00002013-05-30T15:35:10.390-04:00CampingInternationalThe Downfall Of My Trusted Lieutenants<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">They are still the most loved and cherished members of our family. In the past, they have always moved with us to various cities around the globe. Even now, one of them always accompanies us on our camping trips as well as to other outings where we stay in log cabins or family suites. We can not imagine our life without them.<br /><br />But a recent incident—none of their fault in the least—have given them a bad rap. Now we can not even speak aloud our beloveds’ names at public places, nor can we Google them. I was even a bit apprehensive to mention them here, but then decided not to be a chicken any more. It hurts to know that they are treated like pariahs. These handsome dudes have fed me <i>dal-chawal </i>all my life, and I can not ditch them when the going has got tough for them. I would be the last person on this earth to be accused of being a fair-weather friend.<br /><a name='more'></a><br />These lieutenants must have saved tons of energy over the years, and if they are embraced by everyone including the Americans, they would help us leave an energy-sufficient world for our future generations. Currently, I have five of them. Only I can understand each one’s&nbsp;behavioral&nbsp;nuances, eccentricities, and capriciousness. Once a newly relocated friend borrowed one of these, and it blew her lentil soup on her kitchen walls and ceiling. I handle them with extreme care and never scrub them harshly. If you are not finicky and superficial, you will also fall in love with their inner beauty.<br /><br />My oldest one is a 5-litre Prestige. It is from my husband’s premarital days. We now use it when we have guests over. I have always wondered what a bachelor did with such a large pressure cooker. I suppose Tamerlan Tsarnaev’s wife must have had similar feelings too.<br /><br />Two 3-litre darlings were given to me as gifts on my wedding day by considerate neighbors with their names etched on the metal for eternity. I have used them to cook, rice, <i>dal</i>, and vegetables regularly all these years. I bought the fourth one, the tiniest of all, after my daughter was born to make <i>khichdi</i> for her during those pre-Gerber days. The fifth one, a Hawkins Futura, the black beauty, is a recent addition. We brought it from India on our last visit.<br /><br />I was mulling over to adopt one more from India, when I read this horrifying news that a <a href="http://www.usnews.com/news/newsgram/articles/2013/05/13/saudi-man-with-pressure-cooker-arrested-in-detroit">Saudi man was arrested at Detroit airport </a>for carrying a pressure cooker in his luggage. He said that he had brought it as a gift for his nephew, who was a student. And then the man was accused of lying when, at first, he said that he believed pressure cookers were not sold in the US, and then later added that his nephew had indeed bought one but it&nbsp;wasn't&nbsp;of good quality. The US officials would never understand why we need to fly pressure cookers from our native countries, when they are readily available here. <br /><br />The incident which has caused the downfall of these marvels of science was an act of cowardice by two depraved young men called Tsarnaev brothers. They made bombs from pressure cookers to target innocent people at Boston Marathon on April 15, 2013.<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fn3-0avnk_k/UZWNdIfufdI/AAAAAAAAGC8/gJLcQmAnU5U/s1600/pressure-cooker-bomb-Boston.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="360" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fn3-0avnk_k/UZWNdIfufdI/AAAAAAAAGC8/gJLcQmAnU5U/s640/pressure-cooker-bomb-Boston.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.cnn.com/2013/05/01/justice/boston-marathon-timeline/index.html?iid=article_sidebar">Remains of the pressure-cooker bomb at Boston bombing site (via CNN)</a></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r0ECfjE6XlQ/UZWR864blKI/AAAAAAAAGDM/cN4Qy7o7MZI/s1600/Camping+at+EnotaResort.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="427" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r0ECfjE6XlQ/UZWR864blKI/AAAAAAAAGDM/cN4Qy7o7MZI/s640/Camping+at+EnotaResort.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Having a personal moment with my oldest one during our last year’s camping trip</span></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Dear terrorists and FBI-ists, please understand that pressure cookers are meant to cook food, not to kill people, so malign the crooks, if you please, not the innocent cookers.<br /><br /><i>Related:</i><br /><i>1.&nbsp;<a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/sandip-roy/americas-newest-public-en_b_3274010.html">Huffington Post:&nbsp;America's Newest Public Enemy Number 1: The Humble Pressure Cooker by Sandip Roy</a></i><br /><i>2.&nbsp;<a href="http://what-if.xkcd.com/40/">what-if.xkcd.com: Pressure Cooker Explained</a></i><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/7XvWv-j5qA8" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/7XvWv-j5qA8/the-downfall-of-my-trusted-lieutenants.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)23http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-downfall-of-my-trusted-lieutenants.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-2515861491125512994Tue, 14 May 2013 18:26:00 +00002013-05-17T08:36:46.397-04:00PictorialPoliticsGoatie Bansal And Pawan Bakri<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkAMmdKtn4c/UZJ07nzYUEI/AAAAAAAAGCg/NdMf5AA15wQ/s1600/Goatie+Bansal+Pawan+Bakri.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="427" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lkAMmdKtn4c/UZJ07nzYUEI/AAAAAAAAGCg/NdMf5AA15wQ/s640/Goatie+Bansal+Pawan+Bakri.png" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Goatie Bansal And Pawan Bakri (May 10, 2043)</span></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Thursday, May 14, 2043</b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a name='more'></a>Believe it or not, <i>mano ya na mano</i>, the above picture was captured a few days ago by a family member of Goatie Bansal and it has gone viral. This weird sight was witnessed when Goatie Bansal was about to kill a goat named Pawan Bakri for good luck. It is believed that when someone is about to die, his and his onlookers' faces from previous lives flash for about a millisecond. After seeing this picture, we decided to conduct an investigation into the previous lives of both, Bansal and the goat. What we discovered is a 30-year-old story which has been lying quietly in the folds of history.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">First, we tracked down the Pawan Bakri's owner and inquired about it's date of birth. It happened to be a day when a senior Congress leader Pawan Kumar Bansal had died. While studying the events of Pawan Bansal's life, we learned that in May 2013, he had sacrificed a goat to retain his post as a Railway Minister as he was about to be sacked for being a cohort in a spurious activity known as, cash for postings, a practice which was as ubiquitous as rubbish on the streets of Indian towns and cities. Incidentally, Goatie Bansal's date of birth also coincided with the date of the sacrifice of this very goat in May 2013.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g3ePPFg_rIw/UZJ3pbUNXjI/AAAAAAAAGCs/2AyZo8uBJJI/s1600/Pawan+Bansal+Goatie+Bakri.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="427" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g3ePPFg_rIw/UZJ3pbUNXjI/AAAAAAAAGCs/2AyZo8uBJJI/s640/Pawan+Bansal+Goatie+Bakri.png" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pawan Kumar Bansal and Goatie Bakri (May 10, 2013)</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">It is clear from our extensive, all-encompassing investigation that Goatie Bansal and Pawan Bakri were actually the sacrificed goat and Mr. Pawan Kumar Bansal respectively in their previous lives. RIP, Pawan Bakri!<b><o:p></o:p></b><br /><br /><i>Related stories:&nbsp;</i><br /><i><a href="http://ibnlive.in.com/news/railway-bribery-case-pawan-bansal-feeds-goat-to-ward-off-bad-luck/390829-37-64.html">IBN Live: Railway bribery case: Pawan Bansal feeds goat to ward off bad luck</a></i><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><i><a href="http://articles.economictimes.indiatimes.com/2013-05-11/news/39186900_1_dinesh-trivedi-pawan-kumar-bansal-rail-budget">Economic Times: Mrs. and Mr. Pawan Kumar Bansal's Goat worship goes viral</a></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><a href="http://articles.timesofindia.indiatimes.com/2013-05-11/india/39185939_1_dinesh-trivedi-pawan-kumar-bansal-mukul-roy">TOI: Goat Puja fails to save Bansal</a></i><br /><i><a href="http://www.dnaindia.com/india/1833070/report-slow-rise-fast-fall-for-pawan-kumar-bansal">DNA India: Slow rise, fast fall for Pawan Kumar Bansal</a></i></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/1GC8dJgp6cY" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/1GC8dJgp6cY/goatie-bansal-and-pawan-bakri.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)18http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/05/goatie-bansal-and-pawan-bakri.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062233828175782338.post-5106196355306211067Tue, 07 May 2013 21:15:00 +00002013-05-14T14:27:25.252-04:00MoviesMy Dad’s Maruti (Mere Dad Ki Maruti): Movie Review<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><i>Daddu (real name withheld on request) has agreed to write movie reviews for the Grist Mill. He is a closeted Hindi movie fan. Although he&nbsp;doesn't&nbsp;allow his family members to watch degraded movies, he himself goes out and enjoys every movie with his Khap friends. Their families believe that they have gone to panchayat meetings to discuss important social issues. At first, Daddu sent me reviews of the movies that had the word “youth” in their titles, but I explained to him that this was a family blog. Daddu writes in Hindi. I am translating it in English for you.</i><br /><a name='more'></a><br /><b><i>Mere Dad Ki Maruti:</i> </b>When I sat down to write this review, I realized that these days I forget what had happened in a movie as soon as I get out of the theater. All the boys and girls (<i>chhora-chhori</i>) in the films have the same looks, and all the songs sound the same too. Now that I have promised to write reviews, I can’t go back on my words, so I will try.<br /><br />Overall, I remember the film as if it were a small poultry farm where chickens were high on drugs. The chickens crowed, crackled, ruffled and floundered, which was all very entertaining.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yJAlN4K1FM/UYlAXGYDoFI/AAAAAAAAGBA/2CkqEg69P68/s1600/Mere+Dad+Ki+Maruti.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yJAlN4K1FM/UYlAXGYDoFI/AAAAAAAAGBA/2CkqEg69P68/s200/Mere+Dad+Ki+Maruti.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Now I will strain my memory to tell you the story. There’s a Punjabi boy, Sameer Khullar, whose parents are busy organizing his sister Tanya's wedding functions. His dad buys a red Maruti Ertiga for his daughter and son-in-law as a wedding gift or dowry. The parents want to settle down their daughter with a car and jewelry worth lakhs of rupees. My heart swelled with warmth at this gesture of the caring parents. I plan to show this movie to my grandsons’ prospective brides’ families.<br /><br />The son resents that the car is not for him. Moron! Son of an owl!&nbsp;Wouldn't&nbsp;he get one from his in-laws at his wedding? But no, the boy&nbsp;doesn't&nbsp;have patience at all. He steals the new car meant for his sister's dowry for a joyride and to ferry a girl named Jazzleen, who likes shooting off her mouth and showing off her legs, to a nightclub, where they gulp alcohol<i>&nbsp;</i>and dance like crazies. Oh God, bestow some good sense on such youngsters. I consoled myself that it was only a movie. If the filmmakers started following our Khap diktats, there would be nothing interesting left in the movies, except for how the lovers would get killed in the end. <br /><br />Now the boy, Sameer, loses the red Maruti Ertiga, and then in the rest of the movie, he tries to obtain a similar car for his sister’s <i>vidai</i> ceremony, which will be her farewell from home. While the family is busy packaging the <i>paraya dhan</i>, their daughter Tanya, Sameer, along with his girlfriend, the one with long legs, who would soon become a relative too, and his best friend/only friend Gattu—flaps his wings feverishly. I think the movie should have been named, <i>My Sister’s Maruti</i> or <i>Dahej Ki Maruti</i>. To find out if they manage to get a car or find the original car, you have to watch the movie.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nc0KOCYniTc/UYlkjaqxgyI/AAAAAAAAGBQ/iOsIjutJAWY/s1600/Cauliflower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="30" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nc0KOCYniTc/UYlkjaqxgyI/AAAAAAAAGBQ/iOsIjutJAWY/s100/Cauliflower.jpg" width="120" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Rating:</b> Daddu gives 3.5/5&nbsp;<i>Gobhi ke phool</i> (Cauliflower) to this flick. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Cast:</b></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sameer Khullar: Saqib Saleem</div><div style="text-align: center;">Jasleen/Jazzleen: Rhea Chakraborty</div><div style="text-align: center;">Gattu: Prabal Panjabi</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sameer's dad Tej Khullar: Ram Kapoor </div><div style="text-align: center;">Sameer’s mom: Savita Bhatti</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sameer’s sister Tanvi: Benazir Shaikh</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tanvi's Fiancé Raj: Karan Mehre</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bhai, a stolen-car dealer: Ravi Kishan</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Directed by</b> Ashima Chibber </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2323964/fullcredits?ref_=tt_cl_sm#cast">Full cast and crew at IMBD</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Theatrical Trailer:</b></div><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="400" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lmdQysLHeLU" width="600"></iframe><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><hr />
<a href="http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com">The Grist Mill: Bring Your Own Grain</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGristMill/~4/qO9ILD-wY94" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGristMill/~3/qO9ILD-wY94/my-dads-maruti-mere-dad-ki-maruti-movie.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Giribala)16http://giribalajoshi.blogspot.com/2013/05/my-dads-maruti-mere-dad-ki-maruti-movie.html